Well, our sweet Ava Grace has now been outside the womb as long as she was inside...kinda, but a pregnancy is truly 40 weeks which amounts to TEN months blah, blah, blah. Sometimes the medical dorky side in me overrides--sorry! ANYWAYS, I'm sad. A good sad, I guess. But still sad nonetheless! She's a blessing. She has the best hair, 6 teeth and counting, jabbers incessantly, "sings" when she's sleepy, knows how to play on our emotions just right to get what she wants, has mastered crawling, has mastered pulling herself up on EVERYTHING in sight in the last three days, LOVES her brother and sisters, melts over her Daddy, and of course, thankfully still thinks her mom is THE BEST!! YES!!! Hey, I only have a few precious months until Daddy rules....so let me bask in the sun here for a few, okay?!
So, I celebrate another "season". I'm learning what it means to live out "...for everything there is a season, a time and purpose under Heaven..." This season of being a mom is often chaotic, mind-numbing, running-on-autopilot, sleepless, etc. But its never dull, never boring, and is exactly where I want to be. In the moment. In the middle of the hustle and bustle and activity and growing and learning and molding. Thank you, Jesus, for Ava Grace. For Brayden. For Savannah. For Sophia. For all the lessons I have learned, for all the things I would have missed had I not been chosen with the amazing, himbling role of being simply their "Momma"!
