When I started this blog not long ago, I promised to share my insight into being out numbered. Now that there are 3 little people living in our home, the real fun has begun. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. It is just a whole new world. Prior to number 3 being born, I would ask friends that had more than 2 at home what it was like. The reaction was generally the same. First, there was a glazed over look, followed by a shaking of the head and the words “it’s tough man….it’s tough”. Being the parent of 2 that I am I thought “how tough could it be”? Well, believe the hype. It is as advertised. Now don’t get me wrong, it’s not tough like riding a bull, climbing a mountain or running a marathon. Well, actually, it’s a bit of a combination of all of those things. A majority of that credit goes to my wife, since she spends a majority of her day with a 3 to 1 ratio. How she does it, I have no idea. However, no matter how “tough” it might be, the rewards far outweigh the pain. It’s like climbing a mountain and reaching the peak. It’s no picnic on the way up, but once you are there, the view cannot be explained. Not only that, but we are never alone in the process. As scripture says, He is our shield, our strength, or portion, or deliverer, strong tower and our ever present help in time of need. Not that we have this thing down to a science, or even close, but we are making it through. We do it through the joy of the children, through the help of one another and the strength of the Lord on days when it just doesn’t seem possible. The most important element is counting each one of them as a blessing and being thankful that we have been given the opportunity to be out numbered. Some are not as fortunate. Each was a gift from God and a blessing to our home. So it is tough, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in this world. Matter of fact, I don’t know who I would be without each and every one of them.
