"Blessed is the man whose quiver is full" Ps. 127
How God Created a Miracle in Our Family...
Most people look at our family and either say "you're crazy" or "what a blessing". It is that statement alone that sets people apart in how they view what happens in life. We were childless for 6 years before God blessed us with our third foster child, Isaiah, whom we adopted. Our tiny, three pound, adorable baby boy quickly became the love of our lives.
8 months after Isaiah was born, my father-in-law gave a woman a ride. That 4 block ride changed our lives forever when she told him she was pregnant and giving up her baby for adoption. Oh yeah...and she was due in 8 days! Well, just 5 days later, we had Makenna Shea!
3 months later, after Dirk and I had just prayed to have another baby when Makenna was about 1, that same birth mother called asking us to take her next baby. Isabella was born 1 week shy of Makenna's first birthday!
The funny part of the story is when we found out that I, the one who could never get pregnant, was pregnant! Ian was born 7 weeks after Isabella! God had given us 4 children all under the age of 1 1/2!!! We were thrilled! Such a work of God's hands it was.
This year we added to our clan when we were surprisingly pregnant again (so much for not being able to get pregnant). We now have 5 under 4! And I now wonder how mom's manage with all those kids so spread apart in age. It may be hard sometimes, but we love our life!
The other night I was teaching the kids the song "On Top Of Spaghetti". all of them loved it! they all wanted it sung 20 timesa at each of thier bed times, laughed and joined in. Then I got to Isaiah. We sang:
"on top of spaghetti
all covered with cheese
i lost my poor meatball
when somebody sneezed
it rolled off the table
and onto the floor.
and them my poor meatball
rolled right out the door
it rolled down the sidewalk
and under a bush
and then my poor meatball
was nothing but mush"!!!
to which he nonchalantly, matter of factly replies not with laughter, or an imediate sing it again mom. but with ..."why didn't the kid just pick up the meatball?"
The other night I was teaching the kids the song "On Top Of Spaghetti". all of them loved it! they all wanted it sung 20 timesa at each of thier bed times, laughed and joined in. Then I got to Isaiah. We sang:
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