It has been more than a few years now that whenever we would go out as a family people would comment that we had such a large family. I would even take some pride in the fact that I indeed have my quiver more full than most. Until recently, when we had the privilege of befriending two dear families with many more arrows in their quivers. Like about twice as many. Now, I am humbled by their sacrifice and jealous of the amount of joy that surrounds big families. Please don’t get me wrong, I am totally grateful for what God has given me and I love these guys that I have watched turn into fine young men. It has been awesome to be their mother and it has been such a joyful experience for me. Yet, it was not always so.
As I was about to give birth to my fourth, I was convinced this bundle was going to be the girl that would round out our family. Everyone told me so, and I chose to believe them. I even went out and bought new little onesies with pink rose buds. Nevertheless, this was also not to be. Carson was born all boy and I said right there in the hospital room that if I was to have one more baby you might as well take me from the delivery room straight to the neighboring mental institution. Yes, the oneies went back and the faded, limp, blue ones that were his brothers before him were used. It funny how casual one gets after a couple.
Anyway, as things usually are revealed in time, having all boys was a great thing and a huge blessing. They grew up to be each others best friends and they became this “band of brothers” as they like to be called. You know the kind, when you mess with one you must take on the whole crew. I’m talking loyalty here.
As I look back, it was a lifetime ago and yet it was yesterday. The greatest days in my life circles around these boys. And now, I even have my girl. And even though I had to fly half-way around the world to get her; she was worth every inch, even if I had to walk. My life is full and though I don’t have 10 or 11 children I am happy with my lot. God has been so good to me. My hat goes off to those families that gave God free reign in family planning. I respect you and admire you more than you know. Blessings and a blessed Easter to ALL.
4 comments:
Aw, I really liked your post. From the first time we met met your guys, there was no doubt that they were close! Which in today's world is both uncommon and wonderful. Oh and by the way, i think Carson would have looked cute in onesies with pink rose buds! Just don't tell him I said that or I might have to use the red pen!!!!! Good seeing you last night..it was an encouraging time! Blessings.
Is the red pen an inside joke? You never know, there are so many of them flying around these days.
Personally, I'm just thankful we didn't have to wear Bermuda shorts!
But seriously, thanks mom. Thank you for loving your four little savages, as you used to call us. :)
Ok, three things:
1. *sniff* I loved your post Mumsy!
2. Amy, I am so telling! JK
3. I am writing this sitting in the Library and wearing my Bermuda Shorts!!
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