I see the goodness in my kids, I’m in awe of how they grow and learn.
I remember…the firsts: the smiles, the words, the steps and suddenly my baby is a little toddler, turning off my computer, climbing into the dishwasher, hiding shoes and pressing buttons on anything within reach.
I watch as the same child toys with independence, while holding tightly to the toys of their childhood.
We’ve had the skinned knees and the bumps and bruises and the booboo bunny.
We’ve had the surprises, the disappointments, the victories, the challenges.
We’ve had happy moments when kids get along, even stick up for one another.
We’ve been affirmed in moments when our Faith seems to stick and they’ve started to appreciate what we hold dear.
We’ve had the long-awaited pregnancies …and surprise pregnancies.
We’ve had the diet-controlled diabetes pregnancies and an insulin-ridden one.We’ve had some pretty normal deliveries and a terrifying one that still makes our hearts stop for a bit.
Chris from Campfire and Cleats