"For You O Lord are a shield about me, You are the glory and lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3

"For You O Lord are a shield about me, You are the glory and lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3

Monday, June 25, 2012

A Water Gun

I met a man at a wedding this weekend who shook my hand with the most sincere smile and told me how he raised 4 girls alongside his wife, how wonderful it was, how my life has greatness on the horizon.  
A refreshing and much needed conversation for this mama's heart.
Lately, the comments haven't been so pleasant.  There is something about this growing belly that somehow solicits an approach from strangers that usually follow along the line of how disappointed I must be knowing my baby is another girl and not a boy.  
How I should just wait until they're all teenagers and then I'll know misery.
How hard my life must be because I have all girls, many girls, so close in age.
At times, the regularity of comments come in waves while we're grocery shopping, playing at the park, running errands.  The comments come in front of my babies.  At times I smile and respond in gratitude of how blessed we are.  Other times I don't respond at all.



Because I have to believe some folks don't understand the masterpiece being crafted daily by the Father who calls them blessings, a heritage from His kingdom.  Despite the plenty of challenges and moments of ugliness that come with raising little girls, the gold in them shines through and like any mama knows, we have been entrusted with royalty.  These little ladies are world changers and we are blessed to have them in our care.
While I am tempted at times to respond with loaded inspiration or explanation to the lady in the frozen food section and her comments, sometimes I wish I just had a water gun.
Maybe I'll just smile because deep down I know the truth of contending for these babies and the joy and thankfulness that runs deep in my soul...and hose her down while she chuckles and grabs her broccoli.


I'm thinking about it.
Meanwhile, we're having us a fabulous June.

The calendar of nothingness continues a delivery of summer perfection.

One of our summer weekly regulars on the menu, chicken and veggie kabobs.  The thing that makes it so good is a simple vinaigrette dressing.  May I suggest this one used like a marinade.
Chop your veggies and in a separate container from your chopped chicken.  Dump this goodness over each bowl, cover and store until the hubs gets home or you get the notion to throw it all on the grill.  Viola, come and get it because dinner is served.
Simple Vinaigrette/Marinade
1/4 c. balsamic vinegar 
1 c. olive oil
2 cloves diced garlic
2 spoons of dijon mustard
salt/pepper

It's a nice aroma filling your house while you're gone for the day, preferably gone somewhere fun.
Ah the pool.
Right now, the pool is my best friend.  I've never been super pregnant in the summer so this is new for me.
I can deal.
I can't get enough lemonade, cheese cubes, floating in the pool, and this baby's ruffled bottom.

In the ebb of flow of a wide open schedule, we have happily accommodated celebrations into the line up.

Our dear friends Rowdy and Toni were married this weekend.  I can't begin to describe how overjoyed we are for them.  A story of a couple placing their stake in the ground of steadfast pursuit of the Father and waiting on Him, knowing His highest and best is the only thing they want.
We were blessed to be a part of this night.  Blessed to call them friends and have them in our lives.
The bride's sweet mama brought the girls beautiful dresses, necklaces, and little pink Bibles with their names embroidered on them.  We love Sherri, love her to bits.



The night was simply wonderful and our babies drank it up.



Toni, the beautiful bride.  I love this friend of mine.  She came into our lives as a college freshman, in her Kappa gear with a summer tan and the sweetest heart.  Years of friendship and welcoming her into our family has brought us immense joy.  All who know her agree, she is just a blessing.  Her hubs is the berries.  And to celebrate her marriage this weekend was just the icing on top.
 We took our celebrating hearts on into the rest of the weekend.

My childhood friend and her family came to stay.  Becca and I grew up down the street from each other, were roommates in college, and today, she's a sister to me.
There is something so surreal and fun about watching our families play and be together, knowing these were once games of pretend, games of house, now a reality and sweetness we have come to know.
 Alice and Jenna



We played on campus, made messes at dinner, and let babies stay up way too late playing.  Taking time away from conversation to be mamas and daddies, changing diapers and helping kiddos make better choices.

We love it when the Thompson's come to town and it makes me wish we still lived down the street from each other, just a bike ride away.  For now, we love our crammed visits of chaos and babies.

We like 'em a lot.
These babies are loud, and messy, and challenging, and offer plenty of moments for my self-examining mirror to go from a hand-held compact size to a 360 degree, floor length mirror that reflects brightly every ounce of flaw and ugliness in my heart.  All mamas know, this motherhood thing is hard, really hard.  Far from perfection and instead the opportunity for forgiveness and grace.

And for now, I will be adding an assortment of water guns to my grocery list.

2 comments:

  1. Love you sweet friend! We had such a wonderful time with your family!

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  2. LOVE the squirt gun idea!! Kinda makes you wish that 'morning' sickness would return (just for a second!) and you would lose it all over the advice/comment giver:) "Oh I'm sorry... here is a wipe, have a nice day". Awesome pic of the fam! You guys look great!

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