I have these little angels that I get to kiss and hug each day. They have opened my eyes to a whole new kind of world and life. They have managed to tug on my heart in every direction and they have the most amazing kind of love. These angels of mine are blessings. One of the greastest blessings you could ever receive. They have inspired me to do better today than I did yesterday. Their sweet giggles and comforting smiles light up my days. These angels were givin as a blessing, a blessing that I never saw coming and never wanted.
God knew and knows me better than I will ever. For him to trust these little miracles and lives in my care is gift. The joys of watching them grow has more value than any other thing I could ever possess. From the moment I felt the first movement to the heartbeat then on to their birthdate and each milestone they cross. These little angels are miracles.... how could they not be.
They take up so much time, energy and at times I feel drained and think I have nothing left. At those moments, thats when I somehow manage to look at their precious little faces and those simple moments like a hug, a smile, a giggle, a silly move they did or the moments where their young minds have learned how to aggravate me and they think thats the funniest thing ever come to my mind. The laughs and cries are all worth every second. I would be lost without these little ones. They have helped me grow and become a better person. There is no life without family. Family is everything and because of them we are complete.
My heart hurts to know they must grow up. I want them to stay little ones forever but thats not reality. Reality is, as they grow, there will be more moments to add to our memories. There will be even better times and even harder times. The thought that God is watching over us and knowing he entrusted these lives to us is beyond amazing. He allowed me to be the mother to these three little angels, what a privilege this is.
I hope and pray they will one day have children of their own and become a better parent than I have ever been. I hope and pray that God guides me to become a better parent than I am now and that he helps me instill in my children the gift that a family and children are everything. I pray God works in the hearts of the generations before me. The ones who are alive to this day and still have no remorse of how they treated this own biological children. I guess my goal is to break this cycle of bad parenting. They are so easily influenced and very sensitive in the words I use and the actions I take. This is responsibility that should never be taken lightly.
They only learn what I teach and I want to teach them right. They are three little angels... a gift from God for us to raise for him. They are borrowed to me, just as time. These three little angels, gave me a purpose in life.
God knew and knows me better than I will ever. For him to trust these little miracles and lives in my care is gift. The joys of watching them grow has more value than any other thing I could ever possess. From the moment I felt the first movement to the heartbeat then on to their birthdate and each milestone they cross. These little angels are miracles.... how could they not be.
They take up so much time, energy and at times I feel drained and think I have nothing left. At those moments, thats when I somehow manage to look at their precious little faces and those simple moments like a hug, a smile, a giggle, a silly move they did or the moments where their young minds have learned how to aggravate me and they think thats the funniest thing ever come to my mind. The laughs and cries are all worth every second. I would be lost without these little ones. They have helped me grow and become a better person. There is no life without family. Family is everything and because of them we are complete.
My heart hurts to know they must grow up. I want them to stay little ones forever but thats not reality. Reality is, as they grow, there will be more moments to add to our memories. There will be even better times and even harder times. The thought that God is watching over us and knowing he entrusted these lives to us is beyond amazing. He allowed me to be the mother to these three little angels, what a privilege this is.
I hope and pray they will one day have children of their own and become a better parent than I have ever been. I hope and pray that God guides me to become a better parent than I am now and that he helps me instill in my children the gift that a family and children are everything. I pray God works in the hearts of the generations before me. The ones who are alive to this day and still have no remorse of how they treated this own biological children. I guess my goal is to break this cycle of bad parenting. They are so easily influenced and very sensitive in the words I use and the actions I take. This is responsibility that should never be taken lightly.
They only learn what I teach and I want to teach them right. They are three little angels... a gift from God for us to raise for him. They are borrowed to me, just as time. These three little angels, gave me a purpose in life.