A friend of mine told me a funny story the other day. She was talking to her 12 year old son, and he confessed to her that he really does want Jesus to come back, but he hopes that he gets to kiss a girl before it happens. If only Jesus could wait for that, he'd be really happy.
I couldn't help felling a sort of kinship with that idea. Although I never would have admitted it, when I was a little girl, I always hoped that Jesus wouldn't return until I had the chance to be a mom. Oh, I knew that I was wrong to think that, that I needed to be more heavenly minded, more like the apostle Paul, but I couldn't help myself. For as long as I can remember, I have longed to be a Mommy.
God has seen fit to answer my secret prayer 3 times over. And despite the fact that I lament daily about the difficulties that my 3 blessings create in my life, I would not trade these days for anything. These 3 are my little pieces of heaven here on earth. Thank you, Jesus, for these gifts.
Thanks also to Aaron for getting behind the camera so I can have some photos of me and my babies. We make beautiful kids!