Two (boys) x Two (years old), hence the title and inspiration for this blog.
Here's the new math: (2x3) +1
Two (boys) x Three (years old) + One (on the way)
Starting to look a big more complex, isn't it?
Today I had an amazing moment with all of my children. Titus and Micah caught me mid-change with my big old baby belly showing. They loved it. They were especially fascinated by the outtie belly button this new baby has caused. But after poking at that, they both wrapped their arms around my belly, laid their heads against "baby" and cooed. They have a sound they make for the baby, a sort of "eeee-eeee" squeal-coo kind of noise, a cutesy kind of baby talk. They also say: "Ba-beeeeee." They save it for their little sibling. I almost melted.
As I saw all three of them together, God showed me how easily love multiplies. It doesn't divide. Adding a baby to our family does not mean that my time, energy, and love will now be divided three ways. It does not mean that Titus and Micah will be missing out. Rather, the love multiplies as there is a new family member to be loved by and to love. They have the opportunity to know and love a new sibling. They will be recipients of more love because of this baby. That's multiplication!
Instead of 2x2=4 we have (2x3)+1=7. And, in case you're rusty on your math, seven is bigger than four. It's a very good number. Maybe I should rename my blog seven.
And that's your math lesson for today.
