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One Week of Utter Chaos, Total Blessing


WOW. After a week of juggling babies...I am finally getting the hang of it. Three kids under three while trying to be present for the others. But literally, I juggle babies all day. My giant two year old stands beside me to nurse, my hands are occupied with a tiny baby and his bottle (ugh!) and a grieving one year old is usually strapped to my back to keep her from crying.

More than once this week i have wished i could nurse her. She has seemed so sad....slowly, every day gets better. It is for her sake I hope they become our forever children.

More than once this week i have prayed for grace, and gotten it. More than once this week i have skipped a meal because I am too busy juggling. More than once this week I decided to stay home rather than run that errand. More than once I changed really stinky poopy diapers. More than once my husband this week my husband has done more than his share. More than once I have seen God's Hand in my business more than ever before.

I am truly blessed.




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  1. ACJFebruary 9, 2009 at 3:44 PM

    Oh Friend! What a great journey and what a good gift to give these 2 babes, to say nothing of what you and Mike are giving your older children by modeling this kind of loving. May you know deep peace in the midst of this new chaos and may you trip across God-provided wisdom as you need it. I will look forward to reading more!

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