I was desolate, discouraged and depressed. Life seemed drear and the suffering for my little ones unending. After two weeks of sick babies, right on the heels of Christmas crazies, I was beginning to think I was not cut out to be a mother of two. I looked back and wondered - where did my happy babies go? I missed seeing them play. I missed not hearing them cry all day and night.
Today, I am filled with hope and encouragement. Today, my babies are playing, laughing, and chuckling at each other. Today, God gives me life and joy.