Last Monday at 7:54 pm our world changed yet again. The three best moments of my life are all
documented by the clock and a doctor’s voice declaring the arrival of my fresh
from Heaven babies. They always ask “Do
you want the baby on your chest when she is born?” I’m always amazed by this question, where
else is she gonna go? Yes! I want to
hold her the second she is born! And so
it was that when Prestyn Jean was born they put her on my chest and I wept
because she was healthy and beautiful and mine.
The transition from two kids to three has been smoother than
I guessed. However, Corbet goes back to
work in a few days so maybe I should wait before I make that declaration. I was most worried about Noel. A few weeks ago I was watching her play
outside and I couldn’t help but get a little weepy.
She has been our baby for the past two and a half years. In fact we still call her baby. She introduces herself as baby, so what was
she going to do when she was not the baby?
We had been talking about Prestyn for nine months, but did she get
it? Did Noel understand that there would
be a baby coming home with us, one that she would not only share a room with but
the attention of her parents as well?
When Corbet and the kids came to get me from the hospital I
was so excited. I am hardly away from my
kids and as much as I want a break sometimes, it is hard to be without them. I was waiting outside my room when I heard my
family get off the elevator. I could
hear my kids little feet running to my room. To my surprise they were more interested
in seeing Prestyn than me, which brought me much joy.
I finally understand
why my parents hated it when my siblings and I fought. As a mom I just want my children to love each
other. I am happy to report that it was love at first sight. Dylan shouted “yah Prestyn came out” and Noel
shouted “She’s so cute!” and I said a silent prayer of gratitude. Dylan decided we should take Prestyn home which
is exactly what we did.
I am not under the illusion that it will be all baby
giggles, kids sharing, and homemade meals.
We will have our ups and downs.
Kids will get sick, I will get sick and maybe I will even get sick of my
kids. They will continue to test me and
I will constantly have to learn how to be a better mother, but for now I will
just enjoy this time. If I have learned
one thing in the four years I have been a mother, it is that they truly do grow
up fast and they aren’t babies forever, even if you call them “baby”.
