My Birthday Girl

I can't believe my baby is turning two! I don't know how it's possible that it's been 2 years since she was born. I feel like I was really just hoping for her to get out of that early, needy, breast-fed baby stage. I never did enjoy the first couple of months. Don't get me wrong, I was totally in love with my kids from the start, but I always looked forward to the sitting up, giggly, happy stage. Emily was the best, sweetest little baby. She rarely cried. My how time changes things! She is in the terrible twos! We've nicknamed her "Destructo" because she is like the Tasmanian Devil. Everywhere her feet take her she leaves destruction in her path. Books, toys, crayons, food. You name it, she makes a mess of it. Emily is also very funny. I believe she will be the one making everyone laugh. She just has a way with words. She is a talker. She has been talking since before her first birthday. The only one of the three that did that.
I'm really thankful God blessed us with our three. We planned for 2 and Emily was a huge surprise. Not in our plan. I can honestly say, I cried for the first 4 months. Not straight, but very often. Eric was out of a job. We were going to lose our insurance. We had to move. The timing seemed rather bad. I'm so glad things seemed bleak. God was our only hope (He always is). He provided in HUGE ways. Eric got a job, we were able to keep our insurance and we found a place to live. We became a part of a church that has become our family. God is so good!!! Jehovah Jireh, my provider....