Today, we took down the bed.
The baby crib.
For the first time in 8 years....it isn't being used.
I thought it might be emotional.
But, I had alot of helpers on hand...and I spent most of the memorable moment trying to keep Silas' fingers from being pinched.
So, its gone now. The bed I prayed over so often. Prayers for healing from fevers...prayers for comfort in teething...prayers for protection and safety...prayers for Faith and submissive hearts...FERVENT prayers for more sleep :-)...
And I don't feel sad.
I've LOVED our babies. Having them and cuddling them. Changing them and singing to them. Teaching them and watching them. LIving through, surviving and thriving through their "baby-ness" has been the fulfillment of one of my deepest dreams.
I am so thankful for the generosity with which God gave these into our home.
And for the years God has given us to continue knowing them more.
On to the next!!!