Realizing that many of my readers simply like to know how we’re doing, I thought I’d give you all a little idea of what life in the Cuthbertson home has looked like the past six weeks or so. March was a tough month for me…I’m the first to admit that I am just not cut out for cold, dreary winters. I spent the first 23 years of my life (quite happily) enjoying sunny, not very cold, deep South winters and winter here in Louisville is just not my cup of tea. Every March I usually hit some sort of depressional funk, forgetting that I hit the same funk at the same time the last six years and I get all worried that something is really wrong me. Then April rolls around, the sun begins to beam again and almost instantly I feel my normal self return. Then Kevin and I have a good laugh about my seasonal depression disorder and the fact that we can’t seem to remember from year to year what’s causing it! On top of my funk, we were working round the clock to fix, clean and spruce up our dwelling place in hopes of listing it on the market by April 1st (though we didn’t officially list it until April 8th or so). The hard physical labor of getting the house ready (at one point I was raking the leftover debris of leaves and dirt on our street down to the bottom of the hill so our street looks clean and not cluttered) on top of the regular work of homeschooling on top of beginning discipline with Madden on top of Molly Kate about to go nuts to go outside on top of my winter blues almost sent me to the crazy house.
But (and this is a big BUT), God remains faithful and blessed me by providing our much-needed vacation to the beach at literally just the right time. Because Kevin and I had been working like mad people, we really hadn’t spent quality time together in months. I was feeling so distant and withdrawn from him and I know he’s felt just plumb exhausted from working two jobs, traveling for one of those and coming home just to face his fix-up to-do list, which was very long on his end! But, oh how the week away was exactly what we needed and I think I began every morning simply thanking my Father for meeting my needs so perfectly. With five extra sets of hands, I had more than enough time to just relax and breathe. I sat by the pool, took walks by the ocean, spent time with the Lord and supremely enjoyed having ample (and romantic) time with my hubby. I think I had forgotten just how much I love him and how happy he makes me!
It was also sweet time for our family. Again, I’ll be the first to admit that this past year, while full of blessing, has also been extremely difficult and adoption is not all peaches and roses. It is hard work to fold two children not born of your womb into your family, especially when you add a newborn to the picture as well! In that way, being able to get away from our normal routine and just have time to hang out and play together was really therapeutic. Mikias, who always feels the need to be right in the middle of everything and usually hates having to be by himself, actually withdrew several times, whether he was watching the Disney channel (a luxury for a kid whose family doesn’t have cable TV!) or just swimming around the pool. I recognize this as huge growth and I think it to be healthy that he now feels secure enough to just be able to have some alone time. He knows we want him around and he knows we’ll still be there when he re-joins us, yet he doesn’t feel the need to be glued to our sides all the time. Miles, who I still feel like is coming along slowly, did make some major leaps while we were away. He figured out how to “swim all by himself” with the help of these amazing back floaties. We also celebrated his third birthday (though his actual b-day isn’t until May 10th) and being that this was his first ever birthday celebration, I think he felt truly loved by all the special attention. Most importantly, we spent the week reflecting on the beautiful sacrifice Jesus made for us on the cross and the power of His resurrection and I loved watching the minds of my little people reel with questions, thoughts, sorrow and joy as they contemplated Easter with us.
Now we’re home, and back in the regular swing of life. I’m re-reading The Mission of Motherhood in my daily times with the Lord and am regularly seeing how impatient and selfish I am a mother. Each day I’m imploring the Lord to help me sacrificially serve my children and not resent them for simply being young children. Pray that God would grant me a renewed joy in even the mundane daily tasks that are required of me as a mommy to four kiddos ages six and under. We have 29 more days of home school (yes, I’m counting!) and I’m truly looking forward to a little summer break and just enjoying my kiddos in the beautiful outdoors. Now that three of the four can swim without the help of an adult, I think we’ll be hitting up a pool regularly this summer! We have another house showing tonight (feel free to pray our house will sell!). Kevin and I both are so excited about what God has for our future in ministry and are praying that God would make His path plain.
I hear footsteps which means I’m about to be needed by a little person on the potty…enjoy a few more pictures of our sweet trip to the beach.