These kiddos had a rough go at this session. It’s hard to play and have fun when the temps feel like you are standing in the middle of the sun. No reprieve from even a slight breeze. We ALWAYS have not only a breeze around here, but wind. Lots and lots of wind. Not on this morning. It was hot and sticky and stale. But they played along with me anyway. I love these three to pieces!
Dad had promised them that they would go to the library after we were done with pictures. So I decided to follow along and get a few shots indoors, out of the heat.
I always knew she had the ability to communicate. She has been doing it since she was a baby. She went from babble to big words by the age of three. Using words that most adults didn’t know and using them in the correct context. So a Communication Studies Degree seemed like the perfect fit in my mind. Until I found out it really had nothing at all to do with talking. What do I know? Obviously not a whole lot. Maybe I should have gone to college after all. 🙂
When Bekah walked out our door four years ago with a car loaded down with everything that belonged in our home and her bedroom, I thought my heart had left my chest, never to return. Thankfully, I was wrong. Yes, my heart broke, but it was also very full of pride and joy with anticipation of what the next four years would bring for my baby girl. With three others still at home I knew that as quickly as the years had flown by for her, they would do the same for the others.
So many thoughts swirling around in my head and aching heart. And now, here we are, four years later. I survived, she survived and the rest of the family survived. Now she is off to big adventures and a life filled with whatever God has planned for her.
We are so very proud of the beautiful, young woman she has become and so grateful to her Father for bringing her this far and that she is willing to follow Him no matter the cost.
“God always gives His best to those who leave the choice with Him.” -Jim Elliot
A mama loves her babies in a far greater way than anyone else can. There is just something about that bond that can’t be broken. Whether it be through birth, adoption, foster, or mentoring, no one can match that relationship.
I have the world’s best mother! She isn’t perfect, but that’s part of what makes her so wonderful. She has always been someone I knew would be praying for me no matter the circumstance and continues no matter my age. I can say without a doubt that she prays for me still, every day. I can see her now sitting at the kitchen table with her Bible opened and head bowed. That gives me so much peace to know that someone is interceding daily on my behalf.
A stay-at-home-mom who valued her family more than anyone or anything else. I always knew that she would be there for me if I needed to leave school early, had to stay home due to sickness or needed to walk home from elementary to have her fix my boo boo because she could do it better than anyone else, including the school nurse. She has always been patient and intolerant of gossip. And that is the kind of mother I always hoped I would be. Whether I have succeeded or not is yet to be determined.
One thing I know is this… no other woman can love my babies like I can. Motherhood is not easy, but there has never been a single day when I have regretted it or wished for something different. My life has been more rewarding than I could have even hoped or imagined. The day in and day out is not only something I cherish but it’s also something I miss terribly. For me, personally, it was definitely my calling.
So to all of the mothers out there that are feeling overwhelmed, underappreciated, exhausted, less-than, I tell you this. There is no greater reward on this earth and no higher calling. I see you and I appreciate you. And one day, your child will too. And one more thing… no one else can love your babies like YOU can!
Have you ever watched the show on TLC called “Outdaughtered?” That’s okay because this isn’t it. Quite the opposite actually.
This brood is one of my favorites. Poor Julie is totally outnumbered with this gang, but I know that she loves it. Five sweet boys who are full of everything boy. Spunk, orneryness, crazy, dirt, wrestling, snakes, snails and puppy dog tails. And let’s face it, they are some of the cutest boys I’ve seen (not counting my own of course).
Which is why, you will see, this was one of my favorite sessions. You have to keep them entertained and on your side. So that’s what we did. A promise of play, s’mores and turns holding this sweet baby girl kitty if they let us get in just a few “decent” shots. It was perfect!