Today Claire Rachel Dobbins turns 3! I can hardly believe that she is 3 years old. She is such a joy and adds quite the spirit and spunk to the Dobbins crew.
Claire has a special place in our family-the only person who gets to be both a little and big sister! Both Justin and I are eldest kiddos as is Blake, and little Nora gets to be our littlest. But Claire gets the fun job of being a Little Sister to Blake and a Big Sister to Nora. :)
She is my little spunky lady-who keeps me praying hard for the teenage years;) and builds my faith that someday she will follow Jesus with the same abandon that she lives life now. She, more than myself as a rule follower and worrier by nature, has the potential to follow Jesus with such a joy for adventure it makes me excited for what is ahead for her. Her willingness to go at things with such excitement and minimal worry makes me smile.
She hopefully will be our only kid that lets us know when she is upset that she will "shake her bottom at us" but at the same time will likely teach her sister the art of being a comedian in the midst of getting in trouble;). She makes me thankful that we have years to work on helping her grasp that spirit in a good and productive way-and teach her that obedience to mom and dad (and eventually Jesus) really does have her best interest in mind. :)
Today we celebrate Claire! Her tiny little body packs quite the personality-I am blessed to be her mom and can't imagine our family and lives without her in them!
Monday, February 25, 2013
Waiting...wrote this the morning that Nora decided to make her entrance... :)
Written around 6:30 am on 2/9/2013...1 hour later my water broke...
Waiting is something that I have never really be fond of, something that I have figured out how to do with practice, and something that still sharpens my trust in Jesus.
Today we are still waiting for #3 to decide to enter this world. I have done this once before, Claire was 5 days late, I was okay at it then, but this time seems harder. Maybe it is because I had somehow convinced myself that since I had already been late with 1 kid, surely I wouldn't have to do that again. Or maybe it is because with each passing day I worry a little more about what is going on in there with my little one. Whatever the reason it reminds me that waiting is still hard for me, letting go of control is still not something I love, and that patience is still a fruit that is ripening on my tree.
I have to make a conscious effort to trust in the timing of this kiddos arrival. Part of what is helping me do this is the reminder that this is the last time I will do this...that is right...our family is complete after this baby. Never again will I anxiously await a 1st ultrasound praying that a heartbeat is found, never again will I feel the flutter of movement from the inside, never again will I watch my belly grow praying for no stretch marks along the way.
The day I go into labor will be the last time I get to be the first person to meet someone.
This baby has special place in our family, they get to finish the Dobbins Crew. Justin and I got to start it almost 9 year ago, Blake was picked to be our eldest 5 years ago, and almost 3 years ago Claire entered the family with her role a little unclear (middle or last)-it has been an adventure figuring that out and now that she is going to be our middle child she has settled into the role quiet nicely:). This baby gets to be our last.
So as we wait (hopefully not much longer) ;) it is good to remember that this really amazing season of life is coming to an end with the birthday of Baby D #3. A chapter is closing...and a new one is beginning.
Waiting is something that I have never really be fond of, something that I have figured out how to do with practice, and something that still sharpens my trust in Jesus.
Today we are still waiting for #3 to decide to enter this world. I have done this once before, Claire was 5 days late, I was okay at it then, but this time seems harder. Maybe it is because I had somehow convinced myself that since I had already been late with 1 kid, surely I wouldn't have to do that again. Or maybe it is because with each passing day I worry a little more about what is going on in there with my little one. Whatever the reason it reminds me that waiting is still hard for me, letting go of control is still not something I love, and that patience is still a fruit that is ripening on my tree.
I have to make a conscious effort to trust in the timing of this kiddos arrival. Part of what is helping me do this is the reminder that this is the last time I will do this...that is right...our family is complete after this baby. Never again will I anxiously await a 1st ultrasound praying that a heartbeat is found, never again will I feel the flutter of movement from the inside, never again will I watch my belly grow praying for no stretch marks along the way.
The day I go into labor will be the last time I get to be the first person to meet someone.
This baby has special place in our family, they get to finish the Dobbins Crew. Justin and I got to start it almost 9 year ago, Blake was picked to be our eldest 5 years ago, and almost 3 years ago Claire entered the family with her role a little unclear (middle or last)-it has been an adventure figuring that out and now that she is going to be our middle child she has settled into the role quiet nicely:). This baby gets to be our last.
So as we wait (hopefully not much longer) ;) it is good to remember that this really amazing season of life is coming to an end with the birthday of Baby D #3. A chapter is closing...and a new one is beginning.
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