Impending Six Months and Mothers's Day

Six months ago I was standing at a table at the Civil Affairs Office in Wuhan, Hubei, China waiting to meet our son. Six months ago, when this precious, beautiful boy walked through the door, he took my breath away. 

Aiden & Ethan meeting their baby brother for the first time ❤️

I was in love.

Fast forward six months. I still love him. Even more now than the day we met him! He is precious, and smart, and stubborn on a level even I have to admire.
Fast forward six months. It's Mothers' Day, and I have all three of my boys under one roof. AND, I'm the mother of THREE BOYS.
Fast forward six months. I am still breathless -- but for entirely different reasons. I quite simply no longer have time to catch my breath! Wow. Three boys: ages (almost) 7, 4 1/2, and (in 3 months) 4. Yeah. I'm tired. A lot.

But, oh, my heart. I would not miss these guys and this beautiful craziness for all the energy in the world. I would not trade this insanity, this (marginally) controlled chaos for any amount quiet, calm saneness.



And I know. I know. It's only going to get busier, more hectic. Wilder. Can you think of a more wonderful reason to be exhausted, though?