From His abundance we have all received one gracious blessing after another.” John 1:16 NLT
As you may have heard, I recently had a baby. She’s pretty cute I must say! Little Ella Ryann is our 3rd girl and Mike and I agree that she completes our family beautifully. He’s OK with the fact that he’s totally outnumbered…even our DOG is a girl! Ella Ryann has been loved on and fully welcomed by her older sisters, Halle Kate who is 7 and a first grader, and Kenley Jane who is 2 and very busy doing everything she can get her hands on. We are blessed beyond measure. In the 11 short weeks that we’ve been a family of FIVE, and that I’ve been a mother or THREE, I’ve already learned quite a bit. I thought I’d share a glimpse of what I’ve learned so far.
1. It is impossible to go grocery shopping with all 3 of my girls. Here’s why:
- I get off track on my list, lose count on my tally of how much I’m spending,
- Kenley Jane escapes from the “car” shopping cart that already should require getting your CDL to be able to drive it in Kroger,
- Halle Kate is now too tall to fit in the “Car” cart but finds it excruciating to be expected to actually WALK through the store
- Ella Ryann doesn’t make a peep but somehow just knowing that she could start crying at any moment is enough to send me over the edge on top of my 2 year old standing with her head thrown back crying in the aisles.
So, after that one shopping experience gone bad, I’ve decided to not take all three of them with me again for at least 5 years. At that time I will re-evaluate the risk.
2. It is very possible to have everyone dressed and fed, and be in our van on time to leave for Church. Yay! But when we got ready to pull out of the driveway a couple of Sundays ago, my husband says, “Where’s Ella Ryann?” Oh, oops. She’s still in the house on the dining room table in her car seat carrier. But hey, I did remember her diaper bag and my coffee! Thankfully he realized we didn’t have all of our children in the car BEFORE we left our driveway. Love that man and his attention to detail.
3. No matter how many burp cloths I have, there is never one within arm’s reach when Ella Ryann spits up. Either Halle Kate has run off with it to use as a make-shift eraser for her dry-erase board or Kenley Jane has taken it to use for a baby-doll blanket. Poor baby has grown accustomed to being wiped off with a kitchen towel or whatever I can get my hands on.
4. There is absolutely no way I could be a mother of three in my own strength. God has to daily fill me with a new measure of love, patience, kindness, and sense of humor for the task. I have amazing family and friends who have loved us, showered us with gifts, cooked us dinner, painted the nursery, done laundry, grocery shopped (or watched the girls so I could go by myself), and checked on us to see how we are doing. Couldn’t do it by myself and wouldn’t want to try.
5. When the last baby of all my babies outgrows an item of clothing, my heart breaks just a little each time. I am keenly aware that she won’t stay little long. None of them will. This revelation also makes me stop what I am doing to go build a fort in the living room or to watch Elmo videos with my 2-year-old for the zillionth time.
6. My husband is amazing! He is never daunted by the task of being an incredible daddy. Our girls adore him and run to the door squealing, “Daddy! Daddy!” when they hear him at the door. So thankful to have him as my husband, partner in diaper changing, and someone to laugh with when the chaos of our home reaches new proportions.
We are blessed beyond measure! God is so good and has given me so much more than I deserve.
Family photos: Melissa Rossine Photography, http://www.melissarossinephotography.com/