The past week I have been humming “Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus” a lot. A couple times a day. I am not doing it on purpose. But the fullness of my heart is spilling out of my mouth. (Which is a nice change from the whining that was spilling out of my mouth the last month of pregnancy.) I just feel so blessed. Priscilla (tentatively being referred to as Spike) is a great eater which makes her a great sleeper….and a champion pooper….but hey I will take it.
And I am feeling truly blessed getting to stay home with my oldest. The Peanut is so so fun right now. She learns new words every single day, and while she won’t say it on command I have heard her say her sisters name three times. This doesn’t mean that I am not well aware that at any moment when I am with them and Christian is at class all three of us could collapse into tears. But when it is good it is so so good.
I was comparing notes with a friend from church who has a six month old that was a surprise baby. Both of us were talking about how sweet our bonus babies were, how we steal moments with our daughters like 16 year-olds in serious puppy love, that we call this one MY baby and inhale into their soft fuzzy heads. It is so so sweet to trust in the plan God has for me.
The Peanut has been taking to Spike better and better each day. She is actual touching Spike’s head softly when she says “nice, nice” rather than the whacking she had done previously. She also likes to share snacks with Spike….which is sweet and dangerous all at the same time. But truly hilarious when she just pretends her sister is eating the cereal by going mmmmMMMmmm and then smacking her lips.
Life with two under two is awesome, but it is intense. Constantly keeping tabs on whether everyone is safe, dry, and full is about all I can handle. Today was the first day I had both kids while Christian was at class. There was only one time when both kids were crying and I didn’t cry once. So we will call today a resounding success. I don’t want to down play the chaos, and exhaustion that is my daily life (because I have been trying to write this post for a week, but there were always more pressing matters, or I was too tired). I spend most of my days clinging to God’s grace, and the rest of it praising God for providing that grace. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.