Menymoo

I was remembering the stress of getting them all dressed for Sunday morning while Gerry was at church meetings when they were small.I thought life was hard then.Ha! I wished that when Our boys were older that they would have a YM devoted to Our boys and serve them as Gerry served those YM so long ago. Even though it was tough at times I had simple havens and I sure loved that break at naptimes and early bedtimes.My last few babies I was more willing to sit and enjoy. And I lived for Our friday night dates to get out of the house. Even if we took the baby.I loved their sweetness. I'd give anything for those days back. To sit and rock them more, kiss their booboos away or to do things differently. Now they push their bedtimes later and later. Some of their hurts I can't kiss away and sitting around a bucket of lego or wearing a cape to Superstore, in case there was a need for Superman to appear, is a long forgotten passtime.We use to hunt for the coolest park, take sunday afternoon naps together and tackle Dad as he came home from work.I remember the feeling of being intrusted with a little angel girl. She was the icing on the cake. What lovely boys we have and then to be able to raise a little girl. What joy! I can't imagine the hurt people feel when they can't have children or lose their children.Now, they have amazing amounts of energy, cry less and help more which helps out greatly.They now care if there is jam on their faces, which shoe goes on which foot and understand what to wear when it's hot or cold. They make me laugh and correct me always. I will never forget the days before heavy demands & schedules carried us away into chaos and craziness. They were Our lil men, Our Moore Men or affectionately nicknamed Menymoo. However, I still hold and rock when their lives seem topsy turvey, help them figure life out and always remind them that they are truly a great part of my life, they are my Supermen. Even when I yelled too much or failed to be the best Mommy to them........they still are my greatest treasure and I'm happy to see them grow and achieve and fall and pick themselves up and grow some more. I've dedicated these years to raising Our kids and I can't imagine not raising children.My days seem too quiet already. I see God's plan and I understand the worth of souls. I cherish children and find joy in their sweetness.They are developing their own lives and talents.It's so great to to have them in Our lives........this is as good as it gets, and it's the best!