Just wanted to share with you all, what baby 3 will be! A little gender reveal, with just the four of us! It was fun to do it this way. Feel free to watch us find out below!
We began building our home in early 2016 and that October, we moved in. It was so hard to make decision after decision after decision. From light fixtures, to door knobs… who knew it could get so frustrating?! This is what my husband does for a living… he builds other people’s houses, but being on the deciding end for EVERY LITTLE THING, was aggravating for him too!
By the time it came to pick out our furniture, we were done. SO DONE. We had been looking and looking and looking and none of it spoke to us. We finally found the right furniture store and before we walked in, we told ourselves, this had to be it. We HAD to find what we wanted here, or we were just two crazies who were super duper picky, apparently.
So, we did. After hours of deciding what color, cloth or leather, metal or wood, ottoman or no ottoman, what kind of rug, table finish… we finally did it. It was done and all there was left to do, was send off our request and have it made and ready in about 8-10 weeks! That was perfect, it’d all be done by the time we were ready to move in.
The day came, the furniture arrived and man did it look so beautiful! It fit so well, we were happy. Lots of people gave us the eye when we said it was a white/creamy couch. Our response? It’ll be fine! We will “train” the girls not to put their dirty hands or shoes anywhere near the furniture.
That lasted for ALMOST, if I’m being generous, a year! Maybe more like 6-8 months. Now, it’s got that worn look to it… it’s still a beautiful couch, but why didn’t we punch ourselves in the face when we thought that the white would actually work?! WITH KIDS!
Did we get the protection plan? YES. YES WE DID!
Did we call them to come clean it? YES. YES WE DID!
Did they do a good job like they said they would?! NO. NO THEY DID NOT 😒
Seriously, what were we thinking?!
Anyway, now we’ve got our eyes set on the most comfortable couch our bodies ever did feel… and it’s LEATHER. Oh we learned our lesson. We’re just playing the waiting game and being patient before we bite the bullet and pay the price for it.
We do love our two little leather chairs on the side, and those have held up to our wild daughters, just fine.
*note to self* leather=kid friendly
I’m not at all mad at my girls for just living their life and being, KIDS. I don’t want them to grow up resenting me for not allowing them to be children in their own home. You live and you learn. You let kids be little. Teach them obedience and discipline of course, but let them have fun! They’re only this little ONCE.
I want them to be wild, young and free. Use their imagination, be creative and keep on pretending like our couch is their fortress… in a few months, it’ll be leather, so it’s going to hold up to their hands and feet crawling everywhere anyway.
Moral of the story?
Don’t get a white couch when your kids are toddlers.
For the next 18 years, we will have first days of schools; and I can’t wait to capture that smile every time, yes even when she goes off to her first day of college! She just started in Pre-K 3, and although she’s only going three days a week, there’s so much excitement in that little girl, with the big heart, big smile and out of this world personality! I absolutely love her enthusiasm for learning; she started asking about school when she was only two years old, seriously! It reminds me of the excitement I felt every year for my first days of school.
I vividly remember waking up super early, getting dressed and sitting on the couch, waiting for my mom to wake up and bring me to school. She has that same excitement, maybe even a little more and I love it!
She just finished her first week and today started her second week. Already, she has made friends and talks my ears off with how much fun she had at school! I want to remember these conversations. I want to engrain them forever in my mind to replay over and over. I want to remember the sound of her voice as she tells me everything she’s learned, because time doesn’t stop.
Sometimes, I wish I had the super power to stop it, rewind and replay these tender moments with not just Ava, but with all four of us! Oh, if only I could! I feel like just yesterday, Sam and I were bringing home these two little tiny humans, and just like that, they’re growing into fierce, bubbly, sweet and sometimes sour girls!
Our days go by so fast, some days are tougher and rougher than others, and there are days when I let the frustrations of the day get the best of me. While they’re throwing a tantrum, sometimes I boil up and yell in anger…and I forget that my girls are still little. They’re still learning and growing. They’re still discovering their emotions, and I need to be there for them. I need to help them work through THEIR frustrations, and not get frustrated at them.
Some days I want to give myself a high five, because I calmly corrected them and successfully disciplined them without being angry. Other days I do it all wrong! However, in those times, I quickly feel conviction and bring myself back down to Earth. I remember:
“…You must all be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to get angry.” James 1:19
My daughters are watching me, observing me, hearing me and copying the things I say and do. I want to set the right example for them and love them tenderly and reflect Jesus on them. They are young, and so are Sam and I in our parenting. We are all growing and learning together and I want to make the most out of the time that we have. Time is fleeting, and they’ll never be this little again. I don’t want to take anymore moments for granted and soak in the things they do and who they are!
My prayer is that we will be the parents that they need us to be. That we would show them how to walk with the Lord and how to love not just each other, but everyone else around them.
I pray that while Ava is in school, she is a light and is showing love to her classmates and my prayer will be the same for Addi when her time comes. As kids, we learn and are molded into the adults we are, by watching our parents and I don’t want to let them down. I know at times I will, because we’re not perfect, however, I’m trying my darn hardest!
Every day, my prayer is: “Jesus, be my portion!” I can only be successful if He is the source of my strength and the focus of my heart and life! I can only be the mother my girls need if He is my number ONE. With that said, I feel so blessed He chose me and has entrusted ME to raise these two beauties! So I want to do it right, and enjoy each and every moment!