I am not sure, but I think people maybe don't realize that I have three boys, so they tell me that I do. Just in case I hadn't realized it.
Seeing me take them out of the car and load them into a cart or stroller they say,
"Gee, your hands are full!"
Hmm. I think maybe I already knew that. But thanks for letting me know that you think my hands are full.
They are. They are full of squishy faces that I kiss all over. They are full of sticky bodies that just finished lunch. They are full of clothes that we are so blessed to have and toys that we don't need.
They are full of books being read aloud all day long, and trains and cars and graham cracker crumbs that we are so blessed to eat.
They are full of crying babes who come to me when they need love, and of dirty hands from playing outside.
My hands are indeed full. Not near as full as my heart is, and who wouldn't want that?
My days are busy, and sometimes long and there is not a quiet moment until those 30 little fingers and toes are all safely tucked into their beds.....and then we breathe and thank the Lord for our full hands and full hearts and full house.
PS: Guys, this week has honestly been SO hard. The twins are climbing up everything, I am afraid to go to the bathroom because I come back from those 20 seconds and they are coloring on the computer screen after scaling the filing cabinet. I can hardly keep up. If they aren't getting into trouble, Camden is following me around whining ALL DAY. It has been mentally and emotionally exhausting and yet....would I trade this?! NO. I can say that with every ounce of truth....it is so hard some days and I just wanted to check myself in a
mental hospital hotel and sleep for hours yesterday. And cry. But after a few hours I would miss them. They are my heart and soul and while they test every fiber of my being and I then ask God, what on earth He was thinking.....I wouldn't have it any other way
PPS: If you have any tips on handling crazy TWIN boys at this stage....I'm all ears....
PPPS: I DO sometimes have to look at their newborn pictures and remind myself how cute and tiny and squishy they once were so that I don't lock them in their cribs all day.....