There were thirteen littles here today. Let me tell you, that's a lot of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and a lot of juicy watermelon running down to elbows! It was great! The weather was bright and beautiful and our ducks got plenty of healthy exercise being chased and cuddled by ambitious boys. I have never seen so much food or lemonade disappear so quickly.
Their Mamas and I just hung out and talked, sneaking in some watermelon for ourselves. And I know that talking part may come as a shock to some of you that know me because I don't consider myself good at making small talk.
Honestly, I actually despise small talk. I'd rather see the dentist...maybe. I have no problem with friendly "how are ya's" and "how are the kiddos" but when the conversation lingers and the weather or the GAP come up, I'm a goner.
It is such a blessing though to be around other mothers who love the Lord and love their children and in between negotiating cookie handouts and nursing marathons be able to discuss mothering and God's Word. Love it! What an encouragement. My friend Kathleen who was here with her four boys is one of the funniest women and best women to be around. She always encourages me. Her husband is an episcopal priest an they have an awesome family.
I met my friend Rachel back when I was pregnant with Andrew. Our kids are best friends and her patience and kindness always motivate me to be a better Mama! The two of them really blessed my day by coming over to visit and ignoring the laundry and dust bunnies.
We were talking about our testimony as mothers and how it would be simple to focus on pleasing God by raising a bushel of children but if you are stressed and hollering then your testimony as a Christian is shot. It was great to talk about glorifying God as mothers as being a primary goal and purpose in mothering. Something I could go on and on about...
And then there's contentment...
Sean and I have been discussing contentment in regard to family size. All week I've been thinking about it and thinking about it and thinking that I must be content because the opposite of content is discontentment. I wouldn't hang my hat under discontentment because I'm happy and feel blessed.
Recalling a favorite scripture that says, "But godliness with contentment is great gain" I decided to look up the word contentment in the Greek. Crosswalk.com makes it a whole lot easier for a one hand typing, feeding a baby Mama to do a Bible study these days. No lugging the twelve pound concordance off the bookcase and being reminded of how often I don't dust.
- a perfect condition of life in which no aid or support is needed
- sufficiency of the necessities of life
- a mind contented with its lot, contentment
Nevertheless, I really hope we are blessed with the chance to adopt someday. Both of us, with our dysfunctional backgrounds, feel so completely blessed by the life and family God has given us. Amazed even. God gets all the credit!
As a child, I was always lonely for a close family and I'd love to give that gift to a child through adoption.
Anyway, I'm sitting here with a four week old with a gassy belly. All things in His timing.