Sisters

When we first began talking about having our second child, we got lots of advice from (it seemed) everyone.

"Have them close together so they'll be best friends."

"Don't have them too close together or they'll fight all the time."

"It will be so much easier if your oldest is old enough to help you."

"You should have your second while the first is still young so you'll still be in 'baby mode.'"

It was a lot of advice. So we decided to ignore all of it and give it up to God. We knew that it would happen when it was supposed to happen. And happen it did.

We were thrilled to be having another baby and we didn't even care if we were having a boy or a girl. When we found out that little Sophia was going to bless our family, we were ecstatic.

Ecstatic until the "ninth month panic" begin to set in. If you've ever had a baby, you know what this is. Right before the baby is born,you begin to worry about everything.

"Can we afford another baby?"

"Should we have waited?"

"Where will we put all of their stuff?"

"Oh my gosh...that's TWO weddings!"

"What in the world were we thinking?!?"

One of my biggest fears was that my girls wouldn't get along. I worried that they would hate each other, yell at one another, fight over boys, toys, and clothes.

I know that arguments are inevitable, but there are moments when I look at them and all of my worries wash away. Right now, I don't care if they will fight over which one gets the bigger piece of cake. I'm not worried about them arguing over which cartoon they're going to watch. It doesn't even matter if they will yell at the other for taking something without asking.

They are only two and four months old. They can't have a conversation yet. But they can play together and love one another without saying a word. And that speaks volumes to this mama's heart.