This photo was taken on New Year's Eve just minutes before midnight. It's my last photo of the decade. It's amazing what God has accomplished in my life over the past 10 years! Michael and I rang in the last decade together (we had been dating only about 6 months; we were young, thin, beautiful, energetic... and not nearly as fulfilled or blessed as we are today!). I couldn't help but stand in awe of God's faithfulness as Michael and I welcomed yet another new decade together. I'm confident this will be the best decade of my life... the one I'll cherish and treasure in my heart above all others. I'll get to watch my babies grow. My prayer is that I won't allow myself to get too busy or distracted & miss it. I'm trying to hand over to God my endless preoccupation with keeping up appearances in my home and even in myself. I want my focus to be my family and my relationship with God, and I want that to be reflected in how I spend my time. So if you visit me in the next decade and my house is a mess, we'll know that God's keeping His promises! In preparation for this new baby getting ready to make her debut in just a few weeks, I thought I'd share one of my favorite poems:
Song for a Third Child
Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
Sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.