This is going to be a short one, because I am incredibly nauseous and really tired.
But I just had to take a minute to say how very thankful I am for my two precious little boys.
For their health, their resilience, their love, their personalities, their spirits, their rebellions, their good days and bad. I am so blessed to get to hold them in my arms every day and give them hugs and kisses, share their joys and hurts, and do my best to raise them to be confidant, strong young men. They challenge me, push me, and teach me - especially about love, commitment, and priorities. They have made me infinitely a better person, and I pray every day that I can teach them a little bit too along the way.
JC is my oldest. He is now a 7 year old first grader. He is my philosopher. He thinks very deeply and is always concerned about the feelings of others. I love the way that he dissects things in his mind, and makes very astute observations. He is artistic and emotional and unconventional, and completely okay with that. He doesn't mind being a little bit different and doing things in his own ways. I admire those qualities, because it is so hard to not get sucked in by the pressure to follow the crowd. JC also has an amazing knowledge of and hunger for the Bible. He loves Jesus so much, and his little prayers warm my heart. He is the epitome of what it is to have "faith like a child". I need to be taking lessons from him. JC will grow up to be in a career field that helps people. A doctor. A missionary. A teacher. I'm so excited to see what is in store for him.
KK is my baby. Born as a premie, and he hasn't stopped being in a hurry and doing things his own way yet. This is my rough and tumble, cowboys and indians, All-American boy. He may be little, but his "I'll show you" attitude certainly makes up for his size. KK always has to learn the hard way and has absolutely no fear. (NO idea where he gets that) He has amazing athletic ability, and is also very advanced for his age in reading and math. He loves music, and lately has taken to stealing my ipod. He is all go ALL the time, so the few moments I get to snuggle with him, I cherish very much. I have no idea what he is going to end up doing later in life, but I'm sure it will be fast paced and dirty. Like a motocross rider or something. God help me.
I just wanted to say how much I adore my boys. I don't say it enough. Especially to them. I want to remember how fast time goes, and take the moments to appreciate their unique qualities and abilities and personalities. I am so blessed to have the privilege of raising them, and sometimes I forget that. I pray that I will remember how lucky I really am and not take a single moment for granted.
Now I'm going to sneak into each of their rooms, run my hand against their warm cheeks, and give them kisses while they dream...