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This is my life.
As
I walk down the aisles at our local Walmart with my ducklings in tow, one in
the cart and two following behind (or rushing ahead) I am always greeted by smiling
retirees who offer the same questions and statements: “What aisle did you get those in?” “Boy, you have your hands full!” “Are
those all yours?” seem to be the top three. Then there is the occasional knowing
glance from an experienced Mother of boys whom with eyes full of memories
states “Boys are the best” and with kindness, reminds me to cherish
each moment. And everyone stops to squeeze on the baby with big blue eyes and
thumb securely in his mouth. He happily returns their greeting with a big
toothless smile. In all honesty there are times I am annoyed by all the same statements
and being interrupted at every turn and I’m sure as my pregnant belly continues
to grow I will only receive these comments all the more.
Nevertheless,
these times remind me of my blessings. My boys are well behaved (for the most
part) in the store and beautiful enough to stop traffic so there isn’t much to
complain about. This is my life. Trips to Walmart with boys spilling out around me.
The closer I get to the birth of my fourth baby boy the more I realize how full
our life will be, with everything that is BOY! Sports. Cars. Fighting. Dirt.
Bugs. Hunting. Fishing. And all of it times FIVE (including my husband.)
Looking
back I can see how God has been preparing me for this adventure my entire life. My older brother, my only sibling, and I are very close. Relating to boys always
came easier to me than building friendships with girls. A struggle that has left
scars from relationships throughout high school but now as an adult I treasure
my female companions. I can see the distinct ways God has designed me and now I
know why.
There
will not be ruffles or lace. No painted nails or pretty dresses, but I was
never really good at those things anyway. There won’t be Barbies or baby dolls or
a Mother of the Bride title in my future. But oh how I am looking forward to watching
these boys grow into men! I can only pray that we will guide them to become men
of integrity, honor, and faith. That I will show them what a confident woman of
God looks like. And teach them to never settle for anything less than what God has
planned, even if it goes against everything the world says they need.
So
I will play catch and help bait hooks. I will attempt to maintain my composure while
trapping bugs and maybe even climb a tree stand. No, I won’t be just one of the
boys. I will still be Mom, just a mom who is not afraid to get her hands dirty. Because I want to be there for ALL of it!
Until next time, get out there and enjoy life!
Sonja
This was great
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