Sometimes I wonder what I do all day long. I have long lists of things that keep sitting there...unchecked. I feel like my days just disappear...and that all I do that is visible is the cleaning, cooking, and picking up the house (always.picking.up.). I thought when I started staying at home that my days would be more open...that I would do more projects, that the house would always be clean, that I'd create 3 course meals every night for my husband, the laundry would always be done, and so on. But now that I'm in it I can't seem to ever be caught up...the frames in Eva's room are still propped up on the floor, the hostas still haven't been planted, and the bedroom still isn't painted.
But then I remind myself...most of those things really don't matter. What matters to me are three brown-eyed beauties that I feel so privileged to be able to love and take care of (yes, three...one of those is my hubby).
I don't have a real job anymore, but I do still have a job. And that is to raise these kiddos the best that I can...and that doesn't require a clean kitchen or a perfectly decorated bedroom. It requires love, patience, and discipline. And I know that I can't do this on my own but thankfully I have help from up above. I have to remind myself all the time of this. One of my biggest fears is that I will look back on this season of my life and regret that I didn't spend enough time with my kids, that I didn't pour into them like I should. They are so very special to me...and although being a mom is the hardest thing I've ever done, I wouldn't trade it for anything. These two teach me so much. Oh, I can't even tell you how much I love them!
Thank you, Jesus, for blessing me with this family. Thank you for making it possible for me to be able to stay at home with my kids during this time. I pray that I would keep my focus on things that are really important...that I wouldn't get stressed about the little things. I pray that my kids might know of my deep love for them. I pray for strength to be able to get through the hard days. I pray for the wisdom to teach them all that is true and right. Thank you, dear Jesus, for blessing me with the name "Mom"...I pray that you would continually help me learn how to please you with this name. I love you.
Here are some pictures from June and July...just a bunch of random pictures from our days.
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| He loves corn on the cob! |
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| Oh this boy...love him. |
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| Trying to get out! |
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| The best purchase of the summer. He's getting pretty fast! We have gone up and down the sidewalk countless times. Some things I have heard on our walks..."look Mom, no hands!", "I'm the leader, Mom!", "Look, Mom, I can stand up!". |
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| Checking out the ants... |
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| Bedtime! |
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| Our little ray of sunshine. |
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| She sure loves the exersaucer! |
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| Working on his books from Mama Jackson... |
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| Grabbing onto everything now! |
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| Getting so strong! |