Love in Any Language

I just finished reading a great post on another one of my current favorite blogs, We Are That Family.  She is doing a giveaway, but really, I just loved the idea of her post.  Check it out.

It got me to thinking about how we show each other love.  Recently my hubby has been amazing at showing me his love.  He has shown it very practically and very softly.

One such example was this last weekend.  I couldn’t sleep one night so I cleaned the house, all except our room.  I cleaned as the family slept.  Insomnia with a baby in the house is weird.  Being a mom of three kids has done some strange things to me.  So I clean.  And the other day my husband let me know he respected me and appreciated my hard work and how much he loved me.  He made our bed.  And the love it showed me was amazing.

Tonight he showed his love in another very practical way.  He kept all three girls safe and happy while I went running.  It was awesome.  And I am proud to say at 14 weeks postpartum I was able to run 3+ miles tonight.  I am so excited to be back to running a 5k.  Thank you my dear for showing your love to me in just the way I need right now.

Our little Patrice is a smiler.  She is the smiliest of any of our babies at this age.  And she is recently adding squeals and kicks when she sees us.  It is such a joy to see her face, truly her whole body, light up for us.

Recently my older two girls have been showering me with their love as well.  I don’t know how many times Sue has run to me and said, “I love you mommy.” Or “I have to tell you something, I love you mommy.” Or “I need to give you a hug mommy.”  Oh the sweetness she and Caitlyn show me.

Caitlyn is also such an amazing bundle of love.  Her hugs and kisses are magical.  And I am even seeing her love in her fits.  Bear with me.  Reallly, love in fits.  One such example, Sunday night she had a complete meltdown on the way home from Awana.  Daddy and I were both puzzled by the fit; when all other efforts failed, we were ready to send her to her room when we got home.

Things changed a bit as we got out of the car, she climbed up to me and said, “I am so mad at myself.” 
“Because I thought when I got to be 4 I could be good.”  And I have seen amazing strides in her in the last 14 1/2 weeks. 

She is a good girl.  I reminded her what a good girl she is and how we all have times we are not good.  Mommy and Daddy both have times we do not make good choices, and that is when we have to ask Jesus to help us, calm down and try again.  And many times, apologize to whomever we hurt with our words or actions.  We’re not sure why recently we are seeing a few more fits, but what I am pleased to see is she is calming herself down quickly and coming to us to make it right.  That to me shows she sees our love and is learning how to reflect it, and many other emotions back. 

All love is a work in progress, and it is our privilege to help my girls through it.

How have you shown love lately?  How has it been shown to you?

Survive til you Thrive!

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