Beautiful Gifts

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Brown little arms spontaneously hugging my neck,
An ornery grin,
A wet kiss planted smack on my mouth,
All beautiful gifts after a day of chasing, picking up, and saying "no".

Sweet little arms that are often wrapped around my neck.


I am having to adjust to this new role.  Being momma to 18 month old Baby Boy wears me out.  We haven't had a toddler around the house for 10 years.  I had my last baby when I was 28.  Now I am 41.  A couple nights I have been so tired I cried.

Baby Boy runs everywhere.  After holding him my body feels like I've been in a wrestling match.  He wiggles and does not hold still.  When he's tired though, he lets me cuddle and rock him.  That is a precious gift.  Baby Boy takes a two hour nap and sleeps from 8 p.m. until 7 a.m.  So God also blessed me with being able to get enough sleep.

God continues to sustain.  Our children step in when I need them most.  My husband is there to hold me and encourage me.  Overall I am doing well.  Inside I am at peace.


The only time Baby Boy is not running is when he's sleeping.

What a privilege it has been to teach Little Girl about God.  She is loving reading the Bible stories.  She wants me to read about Adam and Eve over and over because she thinks it is funny that they were naked.  She is full of questions.  "What does God look like?  What is heaven?  Who is Jesus?"  She is also bluntly honest.  "I don't know if I like God."  So as we begin to fill this little blank slate with His Word, we pray for God to do His work.

Beautiful sparkly eyes framed by soft spiral ringlets,
Sweet face pressed close to mine.
She whispers softly, "Guess what, momma?  I love you."
A beautiful gift to carry me through this journey.


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  1. AnonymousAugust 10, 2013 at 8:08 AM

    I love to hear...........sweet God stories from your place.......praying for you today and those precious ones you are loving. I know you are tired..may He multiply your strength and your JOY! :)♥

    Hugs from my cabin in AR.

    We are two small steps from being open as an adoptive home in our state. I am 47 in one month. HE assured me that I would have the strength for this. My sons are 12, 15, 18, 21.

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    1. NatashaAugust 10, 2013 at 3:39 PM

      Oh, how exciting! Adoptive homes are desperately needed. Praying for your future children wherever they are and praying for you right now, Rhonda. There will be tough times, but God is faithful. And thank you so much for the prayers. We feel them as we go through the day.

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  2. Charlotte MooreAugust 10, 2013 at 7:51 PM

    Sweet words!!! I am 65 and have a 20 month great granddaughter. I keep her 2-3 times a week as does the other great grandmother. We try to take turns. I am so exhausted after a whole day. I know it has to be hard for you doing 24 hours a day. How fortunate for the children to have you and your family.

    GOD BLESS!!!

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  3. The RosesAugust 19, 2013 at 8:12 PM

    I am praying for you. It is encouraging to hear your testimonies.

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  4. UnknownAugust 26, 2013 at 1:12 AM

    How sweet it is really Adorable !


    Unique Gifts

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