Growing Pains part 2

According to ancient legend, if you pee on a special stick and two red lines appear, you will give birth within roughly 9 months.

Five months after my last post (and very fittingly on Mother's Day), the special stick informed me that I could expect at least 3 mothers day cards every year.

Party on!

Baby #3 is now a month old. 

It turns out Heavenly Father thought an under-educated mother of 3 is more important than a bachelor's degree holding mother of 2 at this point in time.

I did a lot of growing. A LOT of growing. And there was plenty of pain. My stretch marks now have stretch marks, which isn't the worst thing ever. My kids think "see how far you can stick your finger in the belly button hole" is one of the funnest games. 

We were given bodies on this earth to help us achieve joy. 

I am able to provide knuckle deep joy on a daily basis.

I honestly could say that I am happier now than I was over a year ago when I wrote that last post.

My fun and frustrating toddlers have now become fun and frustrating little kids. They have new reasons to make me want to pull out my hair, but even more reasons to smile and laugh.

I still spend a fair amount of time wondering why God gave women uteri and commanded them to fill them up with babies just to empty them out again and try to manage life with whatever comes out of them.

But, now I get to wonder that while I snuggle a darling little newborn, which makes it all seem worth it.

School is still there. It will still be there in five or twenty years.

My faith pulled me through. I am overjoyed to know that Heavenly Father had a plan for me  and he still does. I listened to the spirit, and here I am, right where he wants me.