Thursday, February 13, 2014
February is a month of cold, cold and more cold. It's a hard month to get through for some, but not for the Roemer family. Our precious boys were born this month. Owen on February 13th, 2006 and Eli on February 12th 2008. It makes me a very busy mommy now that they are in school, but I LOVE it. Yesterday was amazing because Aaron had the day off so he came to the school with me to bring in Eli's birthday snacks. I wish I could have snapped a picture of Eli's face when he saw his Daddy! It's unexpected to see a parent in the classroom in general, but to see his Daddy made him soar. I love that he sees his Daddy as a hero. Aaron said as he gave Eli a big hug, a little boy, who we know has a rougher home life, had tears in his eyes as he watched their moment together. We asked ourselves, "Does he have a daddy? Has he been hurt by his? What happens at his home?" Aaron immediately went over to the little boy and gave him a high five and patted his back. The smile was instant and didn't leave his face as long as Aaron was nearby. It amazes me how instinctual love is, how easily we can trust when the person deserves it. That little boy knew my husband was a good man, a good father and even a friend for the small amount of time we were there. I have been and will continue to pray for him and ways we can create safety in his life. **Today was Owen's day. Kindergarten and 2nd grade is so vastly different! Chaos verses order is one way to put it. In honor of Owen's birthday we played Heads up 7-UP. I didn't know that game was still running strong just as it did when I was in grade school! It was so fun to see Owen in his element, loving his class, his teacher and his friends. He really has such a great group of kids. I will say it's different for me as a mommy to hear about the several crushes that are beginning to form on my oldest son. I know he is charming, so I knew this would come. It's cute right now. We will have to see how cute it is in a few more years. I pray constantly that I will raise Owen as a man of God, so I know he has the foundation to be a man of integrity, chivalry and honor. I pray this for both of my boys. I pray that I, with Aaron's help, can raise them to be men like their Daddy! I am so blessed to have that man in my life. So, this week is a week that I celebrate the three most important boys to me. (I could add a fourth because my Daddy ranks up there too.) I don't deserve to be blessed like this, but God never said I had to deserve it, did He? He blesses me because he loves me! Thank you Lord!
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
A part of my heart is longing to permanently put my words somewhere, so here I go again! Here are some words that spoke to me recently. "When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement, vowed to Awe Himself, covenanted to Christ-and I took the whole of everything He gave in this gloried world into my open arms with thanks." I have been trying to prepare my heart and the hearts of my babies for Thanksgiving. I thought if we did this, then we would be even more prepared for Christmas. I always sit in the Christmas Eve service, wishing my heart was more prepared for the moment of reverence for what the Lord did through the Christ Child. I always sit there, hoping my children at least caught a glimpse of what His sacrifice really meant. I will start here, on this keyboard and prepare this family of mine, first for being truly Thankful and then to be truly Reverent.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
I never blog anymore. It makes me kind of sad that I have become so busy that I can't find time to record the tiny moments of my beautiful family. It doesn't matter if no one ever reads this today. What matters is that my children will read it someday. I will read it again when they don't have missing teeth, a tiny lisp and chubby legs. My big boy, my toothless wonder continues to be "mama's boy." He delights in hugging me, often asking "can you just let me sit in your lap?" And there are times I say "no, I don't have time right now." I have done that, and as I type this I realize I can't get those moments back. Oh, I know I'm a busy mom and there will be times I have to say wait or not now, but I can't say wait too much or the waiting will turn to years and I will have a grown man in front of me and he will not fit in my lap. My middle boy, my tender hearted treasure is only home with me two days out of the week now. I have made an effort to really lean into our time together. I don't make him take a nap, even though he needs one, because he desperately needs time alone with his mommy. He holds my face and says, "this is good." as we stare up at the clouds from the trampoline. He says, "you love me most because I'm so cute, right mommy?" I say, "Oh, Eli I would have to say you are a beautiful boy, but I love you for so many more reasons than that and I love you most like I love Owen and Ella most. You are all my gifts from God." He smiles and grabs my hand. Can I pause this please, Lord? My baby girl. Not a baby anymore, but I rock her like she is, I place her in her crib like she is. I'm holding on to this youngest gift as long as I can. She is soft like a petal, she is joy like the sun. She is still my hearts desire every time I look at her dancing, twirling like a ballerina in the sunlight. She dances the minute her feet hit the floor. She challenges me like no other. She loves me in a different way than her brothers. It's an intense love that sometimes produces fits. I will miss "these" fits some day when we are dealing with curfews and boys. Perhaps I can blog again....I can take time to notice something each week that makes me glad to be a wife and mommy. I think my heart needed this after seeing the heartache in Oklahoma. I have my babies all sleeping soundly in our home. I will not go to bed begging God for their smell, their soft skin, their hair tangled in their eyes. They are still with me. I did not have to say goodbye or deny the goodbye because a storm took them from me. I will hold each of them tomorrow and thank God for entrusting them to me. I won't be bothered by them. I will embrace the "crazy" that sometimes happens with children and know that God is with me, holding my hand and loving my babies even more than I do....I still can't fathom that, but I know it's true.