I made ten sandwiches for lunch today. Two per kid. They were easily all eaten, no question. I felt nostalgic while I was making them, remembering the days of making two sandwiches – one per kid. That was three kids ago! By the time Rowan would have a sandwich, Dekker had two. Two sandwiches feeding my children is a thing of the long ago past.
I admit, though, it got me thinking. I’ve had nine pregnancies. I know mathematically, time wise, it doesn’t work out that way, but how crazy would it be to be making sandwiches for nine children?? One sandwich per kid would never cut it, but it was just a nice image in my head. These five kids alone ate an entire loaf of bread for lunch, plus some other stuff. How different would life look with all of my nine children? One day, in Heaven, I’ll know the answer to that question. Until then, I’ll just daydream about it while I make sandwiches.
Happy third birthday, Jamin. 💙Mommy loves you.
Love you, Hailey! 🙏💖😍
Oh my darling daughter. I’m remembering the time we spent together in the hospital, talking into the night, sadly waiting and watching, the kindnesses of the nurses, how surreal it seemed, so sad and kind at the same time- it kind of didn’t make any sense. Yet, I could feel God and His powerful love in our room. There was such a tenderness is the excruciating heartbreak as you and Brady met your little Jamin. How can that be? Only because of Christ and His love for us!
Sweet little Jamin.
I love you Hailey.
What a beautiful comment, mom <3 I'm so thankful you were able to be there with me when he was born, and that you met him, though it was excruciating for all involved. What a time. I love you.