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That’s the question you start getting asked as soon as you say I do, if not earlier.
And when you bring a little one home, the question changes ever-so-slightly: When will you add another?
And after that happens, the question morphs a little more: How many do you think you’ll have?
I’ve been wondering what the answer is myself lately. Jonny comes from a family of six children, and I just have one brother, so I’ve always thought four children would be a sweet spot for us. And since I’m a fan of symmetry, I’ve thought we’d have two via my belly and two via adoption. Sometimes I see us in a 15-passenger van, and there are moments I think two little boys are plenty.
I know it’s kind of pointless to ponder, because you simply can’t plan births or adoptions.
I don’t know if any future kiddos will come to us as newborns or as older children. I don’t know if they’ll come via international, domestic, or foster care adoption. I don’t know if I’ll get pregnant with twins or if God will lead us to adopt a sibling group. Yes, we have some say, but so much of forming a family is beyond our control.
With two little guys, many ask us if we want to give them a sister. I think I’d love being an all-boy mom, but after cuddling my cousin’s fresh and cuddly little baby girl Olivia, I think I could probably get used to a little lady. (I got to meet her week — and of course, I had to get out my camera. She’s so sweet and her first-time mama is doing a great job! BABIES!)
But back to me.
When is the right time to add a little one to the fam? When will Asher be okay not being the baby? Is the youngest ever okay to let go of being the baby of the house?
With two kids, parents can do one-on-one combat. But add another, and you’re outnumbered. Could I still work from home with more than two? Would we still get to go on dates? Would we have to get a…minivan?! (So much moaning and gnashing of teeth!)
If you’ve made the decision to have more than two kiddos, what are your words of wisdom?
Inquiring minds want to know.
This Mother’s Day is extra special. I get to celebrate being the mommy of not just one, but two awesome little boys. Here’s my little note to Asher James.
Asher, being your mama has been a living lesson in just how incredible this life is.
I remember when I discovered that the master of the universe was at work in me, creating you. I remember how I surprised Daddy with the news on that early morning in July, and how he was ecstatic, and so was I.
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With wonder, I saw my body change and belly expand, as you grew from just a tiny dot into a beautiful masterpiece, God’s brushstrokes all over you.
Asher, being your mama meant feeling you move before you took your first breath. Lying in bed the night before we saw you on the monitor, I wondered aloud if you’d be a boy or a girl. And Daddy put his hand on my little bump, and you let him feel your presence for the first time. Kick, kick, kick. And I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, with a feeling we’d soon be adding another sweet son to our family.
стихи о здоровом образе жизни для школьников Being your mama left me speechless as I heard your heart thump and swish. Being your mama left my eyes blurry as I watched your little body rock and sway.
As the Creator of all things shaped and molded you, being your mama meant achy bones and 500 pillows on the bed. An itchy belly and stretchy pants in the closet. A weepy heart and crumpled tissues on the floor.
Being your mama meant being blessed by so many friends and family, far and near, who showered me with words of wisdom and sweet little things meant just for you. It meant washing tiny onesies and researching rocking chairs. It meant loving you without knowing you.
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And then, me and Daddy checked into the hospital late on a Thursday night. When the rest of the world was sleeping, I was preparing to be awake in a whole new way. And being your mama meant letting go of some of my dreams of your arrival, and taking hold of new ones.
Being your mama meant doubling over in the worst kind of pain, but in the midst of strains and spasms, feeling a sense peace, knowing I was going to meet you after nine months of anticipation.
Would you have green eyes like me? Would you be full of energy like your brother? Would you have Daddy’s sense of wonder? (Or just his wild hair?)
имя марко поло на современной карте Being your mama meant deep breaths. In and out, in and out. It meant suddenly feeling completely unprepared. It meant gripping Daddy’s hand until it turned white, and hearing Grandma softly cheer me on as I helped you arrive. It meant closing my eyes and praying for you to be safe, as the bright lights flickered on and the nurses and the doctor crowded into our little room. It meant energy and exhaustion. It meant opening my eyes and seeing your perfectly pink little body and big bright eyes, quietly soaking in the new world you just entered.
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Being your mama has allowed me to see God’s penmanship scrawled across even the most mundane. Your midnight feedings, your 1,000 diaper changes, your burps and spit-ups.
Being your mama means I can’t believe that you are six weeks old today.
Asher James, I think being your mama means time will pass much too quickly.
And that’s why I take so many pictures. смертельные болезни сердца список That’s why I wear you in your sling. That’s why I sleep by you. Because I want to soak in your sweetness. I want to bask in your coo’s and little whimpers.
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Being your mama means watching your chest move up and down as I write this post, marveling over how much you’ve already changed and grown. Late last night, when all of the lights were low and it was just me and you and Daddy, resting in the quiet, you gave me a smile. A big smile. A real smile. And I could feel my heart leap.
Being your mama has meant only a few hours of sleep. Dirty dishes in the sink. Hair that needs brushed. Jeans that don’t zip.
And me, with a heart that feels it might burst from gratitude and joy, every time I hold you in my arms.
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Thank you for making this Mother’s Day extra special.
I love you, Asher James Craig.
I personalized this print here, for free!
Fresh paint and charming art on the walls. Cozy blankets washed and folded. Tiny diapers stacked and organized.
One of the best parts of anticipating a new little one is creating a nursery. A space dedicated to a new family member you haven’t met yet, but already love so much it’s quite possible your heart might explode.
I was in my element prepping Joseph’s room and reveled in the time spent finding the perfect handmade + vintage touches. But fast-forward two years and I was busy chasing the now very busy toddler around, with little time or energy left to focus on Asher’s room. Boo.
I lacked inspiration.
Until I stumbled upon a receiving blanket at a thrift store.
The colors! The modern animals! Swoon.
It turns out it was from the DwellStudio for Target Zoo bedding collection, which was only available for a limited time — a few years ago. Noooo!
I turned to eBay to nab a few more pieces from the set. I snagged a crib skirt, wall decals, and a couple stuffed toys (see above).
Then, I flexed my design muscles in Photoshop to create some custom artwork for our little man’s walls. (I was inspired by my lovely, very talented friend Ashley. You can check out her work and free printables here!)
Using the DwellStudio design as inspiration, I designed an alphabet print:
Click here to download the alphabet nursery free printable.
As well as a numbers print:
Click here to download the numbers nursery free printable.
Print both images as 8×10’s — also, the colors will print darker. Here’s an idea of what they’ll look like printed and framed:
Though Asher is currently sleeping in our room, I’m spending a lot of time with him in this spot in his room, and I have to say, it’s a sweet little space to spend quiet moments in.
So, there’s a little tour of our nursery, and a few free printables to get you started on yours! Hope you liked it.