I am not a Mommy that gets sad as my babies grow. I am thrilled and blessed beyond measure to have three happy, healthy, growing girls. I just can not believe that our Bitty girl is 2.
This seems like moments ago.
Her birth was honestly one of the most woshipful experiences of my life. Our struggle to get pregnant with her, the totally unexpected surprise of my pregnancy, her ideal birth and our whole family's immediate adoration of her taught me more about Christ and His love for us than I will ever be able to express in words.
God gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it.
I held her on Saturday night and rocked her for her last full hour of being one year old. When the clock struck midnight and my baby was two, I cried and cried until my cries became sobs. They were nothing but happy tears. I still can't believe I have her.
It may sound strange that this child means so much to me when I already had two wonderfully precious girls before her. It's not about Atalie though. I love all three of my girls exactly the same. My worship surrounding our gift in Atalie isn't about her, its about God. It's about what I came through to get her, what we as a family came through to get her. Psalm 27:4 says, "Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart." Once I found my delights and total identity in the Lord, He gave me the exact desires of my heart. Desires I didn't even know, because He knows me even better than I know myself. When I look at our family now, my heart is so full it almost hurts. That doesn't mean that our family is complete, or anywhere close to perfect, it just means that God has brought us a long way and I am immeasurably thankful.
I don't feel like I am doing a very good job explaining this.. I simply can't put it into words, but that's ok, because God gets it, and He is my one true audience. Just know that each of our children is a mighty blessing to us and God is abundantly good to us.
I will forever be in awe of His faith in us to give us three little girls to raise to know and love Him.
Atalie, God was showing off when He made you. Happy Birthday, baby girl.