Life, In General!

Two months gone with two boys. You can't imagine how fast time flies until you have your own children. I can't believe how much they've grown in the last two months. Eli is now 12 lbs. 4 oz. and growing like a weed. When I start to look at all his wrinkles I see how much he's chubbied up on me. I guess that means he is a healthy eater. Although, I have to say his attitude doesn't necessarily reflect a happy, healthy eater. We have two or three feedings a day where he's happy afterward and smiling and the other ones, he never seems to get happy until he goes to sleep. And then, I'm not real sure he's happy. He's just asleep so he's not fussing and that makes me happy. I know in time we'll get a routine worked out that works for both of us and maybe we'll figure out what makes him so uncomfortable. I don't know if it's belly problems, gassy problems, or just his nature.

Dylan is starting to get into the age of testing. He wants to re-test his boundaries. Since he's decided to re-test his boundaries we've decided to tighten the reigns (so to speak) a little. It's causing him to be more jealous when Eli is around. I think he thinks that's part of his problem. Today, he was moping around, while I was playing with him, and I asked him what was wrong. He said he was sad. When I asked why, he said "Because I'm sad". I don't think he understands the word "why" just yet and maybe that's a good thing. He needs extra special attention right now. I sometimes wonder if it's because he had 2 1/2 years of Mommy's attention before Eli came along and he had to share. Then again, that happens with lots of kids. I'm sure we'll get past it. For me, though, it's trying. I want to make both of my children happy, yet well behaved at the same time. So, we learn together and maybe some day I can make both of them happy, me happy, husband happy, and most importantly...God happy!

Add to that, our lives have actually slowed a little. Chris hasn't been working so many nights so we've all been home or out together more often. Our friends and family continue to be busy so we've gotten to know each other a lot better over the last two months. It is fun to be together but sometimes lonely because you don't get to share what's going on with them (friends and family).

When I had Dylan there was not too many things in my body or mind that wanted another child and he was a very happy baby. You'd feed him his bottle, he'd spit up, he'd smile, talk, coo, and then go to sleep. I'm sure he had his moments but overall I remember him as a happy baby. Now, we also have Eli. He is not a real happy baby. He has his moments. He doesn't spit up, he rarely smiles, and sleep is not his favorite thing (although, he sleeps better at night than Dylan did at this age). His naps are more like cat naps with lots of whining in the middle. And, yet, here I find myself thinking of another child being a possibility. Am I crazy?! Do I really want to complicate things more with another baby? I don't know. Only God does and I'm sure in time he will reveal his plan. Scared? Oh, yes...definitely. I never planned on having 3. Two was the perfect number, except it was supposed to be one boy and one girl. I guess that's why God is in control and not us.

I look at my life and sometimes complain about this or that and then missionaries come in and remind us of life in another country. There country and what they tell us seems like a whole other world. My problems, my complaints, my worries are so petty in comparison.

“Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time: Casting all your care upon him; for he cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:6-7