Would you like to see a redemptive story in a picture?
Yes, you counted right. Four. We have four beautiful children in our family now. Those two on the top? Twin boys. I talked my husband into trying for one final baby, and God laughed and gave us a bonus.
I have no elegant speeches or flowing elegies that can adequately sum up the last 5 years. Everything I attempt seems to fall short. So maybe some more pictures?
Typical day in my life Holding our family’s finale, still in shockElijah, our spunky & outrageous Baby B. He was born breech after karate kicking his way out of me, and honestly that is a pretty good summary of his personality ever since. If a child is going to be the undoing of my sanity, it will be himIsaiah… the family favorite. We love them all, don’t get me wrong, but Isaiah uses his long lashes and big eyes to get away will all flavors of mischief. He was also 4lbs when we brought him home, and we called him our little garden gnome, a fact I would like engraved here so I never forget. Cameron, our double rainbow and unfortunately he knows it. He is the best smuggler, smart as a whip, a little kid with big emotions, and we literally thank God for him everyday. Also, that’s our new cat, Hobbes. She’s an excellent mouser, and she puts up with the kids shenanigans like a champ. Thanks, Hobbies. My first baby. Now in 2nd grade. Loving her new school so much it’s a bit insulting. I’ve never met a child with a stronger sense of right and wrong. Also, her willingness to serve and help [even when she’s clearly annoyed by it] is it’s own super power. Sophia Grace, we adore you. Stop growing up so fast! The only picture of us old folks, because, well, see above. Chris’ hair and my sanity paid the ultimate price for this crazy brood…honestly, we’d do it all again in a heartbeat
So here we are. Six years later. Sometimes I worry we haven’t done enough, been enough, etc… but then I look at these sweet faces. They take me straight back to a place of awe of how far God has brought us. Not that long ago, I was so afraid that my daughter would never have a sibling, that I would always be “a loss mom”, my grief my defining label. Now, I am still a “loss mom”, of course- but it means something different. It means I’m a more compassionate, kinder, grateful mom than I was before, because of what I’ve been through. But I’m also a blessed mom- blessed by four grubby little faces that I love more than I can imagine. And a hope in glory besides.
Truly, life is sweet. If you’re in the thick of it right now, I pray this post gives you hope again, to keep waiting patiently for your own picture of redemption. It is truly more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.
I love of Jesus, coffee, sunshine, big trees, soft blankets and adventures of all sorts. I'm passionate about helping people see the big, loving God Who made them as enough for every moment in life, from insignificant to life altering and everything in between. He's a good, good Father, my friends. Stay a moment & I'll tell you all about it.
View all posts by kelseyaeschliman0791
Miracles Enough 