This post is brought to you from my own very lovely sister…who made quite the post for me. Or maybe it’s that I’m just getting overly sentimental with you these days!
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I swear to you I WILL make it to the library with my girls this week.
Actually I’m there right now. And as I am here, watching my children read books (Hosanna already has mastered the Great Gatsby and is moving right along) I’ve realized. Its not what you put into raising children, but what raising children puts into you. I have to say that I was not prepared for being a mother. I had no idea what a tough job it was really going to turn out to be! Every little girl has dreams of having children and a family but sometimes they over look what they are really getting into. I tried to educate myself on motherhood as much as possible before I had my oldest, but there is just no way for anyone to educate themselves enough to be prepared for what lies ahead.
My girls are beautiful. The are two of the most smiley kids I’ve ever seen. At least thats what everyone says. Hosanna is a firecracker in every sense of the word. She has a mind of her own and she is going to make sure you know what is on her mind. She doesn’t like to not be in a conversation or not being the center of attention. The other day we were watching a movie and Hosanna just got up and pressed pause and said “mom, I need you to listen to me.” so I was like, “ok, Hosanna, what is it?” she looked around for a second, “Zuri is sleeping!” I smiled. “I know Zuri is sleeping.” she had been asleep for quite some time before that. what book could have prepared me for that? Who could have told me that I would have such a good time getting to know who my children are and who they will be?!
Zuri has finally figured out the word “mom” probably taught to her by her sister. All I hear now is “Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom! mom! MOM!” she says mom when shes walking, talking, chewing, crying, laughing, running, breathing and in all other times of her life. She doesn’t always say the word with her voice. But all those things that she does scream “mom” to me. and that is a great feeling. Knowing that I am her mother and she wants and loves me. When she screams and cries “Mom!” I know shes screaming and crying “Mom! I trust you! I know I can run to you and you will save me from this terrible thing that has happened!” When shes laughing and squeezes our “Mom!” I know shes saying “Mom! We are having such a great time right now and I love you!”
Recently I’ve ran to her side when I heard her screaming “Ow! Ow mom! OW!!” I of course came running thinking she was hurt. But no, she was standing in the middle of the room waiting for me to come rescue her. the “Ow” part she has found is a way to get me to come running faster than just saying “mom”
I wasn’t prepared for that. I wasn’t prepared for any of this! Life has hit me from left field. When I turn to see what has hit me, I see its a kiss from my oldest, or my little Zuri-Shaddai’s peanut-butter-smeared hand reaching to catch the shiny thing in my hair or the phone on my ear. Now that I know that left field so well…I can’t imagine life without it! I’m so glad that my gorgeous husband and myself have created two of the most magnificent children of the Lord.
Thank You God for these littles. You couldn’t have done better. These girls must have taken all of your extra time as you were designing them!
Actually, God took all His time planning and creating my five most magnificent kids, the rest just follow naturally.
This could have been way funnier.
You’re lame.
Very nice post, though I’m confused – how was it brought to us by your sister?
Yes, I’m with Uncle Ken…who wrote this? It seems like Grace wrote it…?
I loved it! And I love the way you describe your girls. I wish I could meet them.
Please please call me. Did you get the BOX of goodies? How did HOsanna like her outfits??? Did her stuff fit? Did Zuri’s?? I am at hospital; my computer in the shop; my display went out.
Need to talk about Christmas: ideas…presents. I was going to come up; want to make sure you are going to be home/ Matthew coming up maybe for only a couple nights; so I’ll have to come separate ARGH
Please please call.
Love Donna
I love your narrative about the girls;;; you should write a book;; keep these thoughts & comments….very precious! Love ya
Donna
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