I love me a little change in my life. I always have. I actually became quite notorious back in the day for my tendency to change jobs often, change my hair color often and rearrange my house on a whim when I decided it was time.
So with all the hype and change in the air surrounding our newest addition, I could feel myself getting totally re energized with all this refreshing CHANGE!
But you know who doesn't thrive on change? Toddlers! And this mama doesn't like having to watch her little babies adjust to big change either (which is a relative term bc the BIG change is yet to come)!
But right now we are adding cribs and shifting room assignments and making plans for the big change that is a comin! The girls are on night three of room sharing and the exhaustion hit its peak today when Zoe went down for a morning nap at 8:45am and slept through lunch. My kids nap from 2:30-4 so ya know, just a 6 hour early nap!
But as I look around this house, move cribs, organize toys, pull back out bottles and little clothes (not that little, sister is huge), I have lots of mixed emotions. I feel beyond joyful that we are finally bringing this baby girl home. Just last night I went into her room and opened up her closet and looked at 4 years worth of things we have collected, been given and saved for her. I saw sweet untouched stuffed animals, lovies and books. I saw a new beginning for a little person who deserves a new beginning. A fresh start. A place she will always call home. A forever stability she has always lacked, complete with more toys and pretty things than any kid needs! I smiled as I imagined my little one in that crib and playing on that floor. But at the same time felt a little sad, this has been Nora's room for almost two years. All the memories in there belong to Nora. The two of us have spent looooots of hours rocking in this exact exact spot. This room belongs to the baby that summoned me in to eat until she was 15 months old! Very near the age in fact of her sister we have yet to meet.
Sometimes I feel like I'm not ready to move on. In the back of my mind I know God is calling us to a new chapter and I am embracing it with an open heart. But for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm resisting the change. The new dynamic. Not because I don't want it, but (I think) because it scares me.
What will the days look like? Will I be enough to fill everyone's needs? Three toddlers, one who will be grieving, a husband, friends and family? I just have a hard time looking into this giant question mark of a future!
It's easy to like change you can control. Change that has no risk. No "what ifs". So this change, like so many things in life will certainly open our hearts, minds, and more than likely make us different on the other end. My prayer is that this next chapter makes us change into people who are more like Jesus. I have a feeling I will get pretty up close and personal with Him even more in the coming months.
So, let the change begin. I pray God will take this apprehensive heart of mine and gracefully push me off the ledge into this next phase!
And maybe a post to come soon on my heart as I watch my child grow up across the ocean and the feeble attempt I am exerting trying to manage this stress. Accepting all prayers!
Keep checking in for what I hope to be exciting news to come!
Move over people! Three cribs coming though. Oh, and about 50% reduction in humans sleeping during the night at this point! It will get better....it will get better....it will get better! :)