"Why in the world would God send us TWO more babies?", I asked after a night of little sleep.
It was the four year old that put me in my place. Jumba said, "God told me in a dream that we are just supposed to love them!".
"That's it?", I inquired of my wise little man.
"Yep! We just need to love them the rest will work out. You do love them don't you?" He asked of me. This is what Pooker has been trying to remind me of when I worry about the little things.
I couldn't answer him because the tears had filled my eyes and were streaming down my face. I needed them to help me remember. I am so happy to be tired because it means that I have healthy babies at home that need mom to take care of them. We are so blessed.
Duh mom, at least me kids have it figured out. It really is that simple. If you have one child or twenty your job is very simple. We are just required to love them. God does the rest.