Mostly, I'm just filled with such a gratefulness that I've had and have the blessing of raising these four incredible human beings. I look at them, hear their voices, watch them with each other and their daddy and I'm in awe. I fully understand that God has picked me to mother them.
So, I have been going through pictures to do a tribute to the triplets today. They turn 7 and it's so fun to look back and see how they've grown. It's made me misty eyed several times.
In the beginning, the bumpy road that was these three little one's lives was tough to go down. I still get a certain feeling when I see pictures of them in the hospital. I am right back there, listening to the bells and alarms that were a daily part of our lives for four months.
I know that we both had an incredible peace that didn't come from us. Our situation dictated a much different response. God gave us that peace plain and simple. It didn't mean that we didn't have bad days, like the time they dumped a bunch of my breast milk because I hadn't labeled it properly and I sat there and sobbed or when we found out Levi had a hernia and needed an operation or when the days stretched into months and the loneliness was a constant companion, it just meant that the overarching theme of that time was abundant peace.
Just look at them now. They have grown into such interesting, little individuals. They make us smile and laugh daily. They bring sunshine to our lives. Thank you, Abba Father, for bringing them through their rough beginning to an abundant, vibrant life.
