My Sunday Rant

I'm feeling like I need to rant a little bit, so bare with me. And just so everyone knows, I'm not writing this to make anyone feel bad for anything that has been said in the past. It usually doesn't bother me so much. I've just had one of those days at church where I really wanted to punch a couple of people in the face and tell them to stop talking to me. I would never do that of course, and if you know me, you know I just smiled at them as they were talking to me and nodded. I truly hope that I have never made someone feel the way that I am made to feel on a regular basis. I am going to cut people some slack because I'm pretty sure they aren't purposefully trying to make me feel bad. Hopefully.
So... I'm pretty sure that at least three times a week I have the same conversation. One of the ones I had today was particularly brutal just because of the look the girl was giving me and the tone in her voice. These little conversations generally go something like this:

"How old is your baby?"
"Seven months."
"Are you serious? He's huge! He is SO big!"
"Yep, he's a big boy."
"How do you haul that kid around? And his sister is so petite! How old is she?"
"She's 22 months."
"Oh my. I thought she was older. So that makes them...?"
"15 months apart."
"Oh! That's really close. You must be very busy! I can't even imagine. I thought I was crazy by having my children [insert age here] years apart. I can't even imagine!"
"Yeah, I'm busy. But it's fun and I love it."

So there I stand, looking and feeling like an idiot. But it's true. I LOVE having my kids so close. It's not always the easiest, but it's doable and it is fun. No, it's definitely not for everybody and I'm not suggesting that every mother just jump in and try it out. To each their own, right? It works for me because I have been blessed with a little girl who is so easy, so smart, and so helpful. She is an old soul and talks really well for her age, understands even better, and helps me out a lot. She loves her little brother and plays with him, talks to him, and is really good at entertaining herself too. She has never been the least bit jealous of her little brother either. And then there is Jensen. Have I mentioned enough how much I love him? He is the cutest, sweetest, happiest little boy on the planet. No, he wasn't exactly planned and it took me a while to get used to the idea that I was going to have two little ones so close in age but I know for a fact that he was supposed to come to this earth, to me, at this time. And I would have my babies this close again in a heartbeat. Yes, I would like to have a little break to be able to enjoy the two little ones I have, but that doesn't mean I have any regret as to where I am now. I think some people (including myself) need to realize that the Lord often has a different plan for us than we have for ourselves. He reminds me on a regular basis that my life is not completely my own to do with as I will. He has plans for me and I am thankful for that.

So on that note, Happy Easter! Christ the Lord is risen today! I am thankful for Him, His life and ministry, His love, and His atoning sacrifice.