The girls and baby and I are off to the lake with friends today.
It's been the most eventful season any newborn of ours has ever seen.
And there's still more to come.
And there's still more to come.
Rolling around in my head and heart are thoughts of the family dynamic as it changes with each child. I don't quite have words for the blended blessings and adjustments and what those mean to us so far. The best I can describe it right now is this: I want each and every one of our children to know fundamentally that they are loved, cherished. I want each of them to know their passions are supported and their needs are met.
Our pediatrician -- a family friend -- told us upon learning of our third pregnancy that we were fools to let ourselves become "outnumbered." Of course he spoke in jest. A large family means there are more hands to hold. And that goes both ways.
1 comment:
So sweet...more to love...that's right.
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