I'm Beck. Not the band. The girl. I guess I should be calling myself a woman by now. I do have a husband, two children and lots of responsibilities. 'Woman' just sounds so Macy's Women's Department-ish though. Like I should be wearing a red blazer over a white blouse and nude nylons to go out.
Anyway, I'm not Beck the band...nor do I have a red blazer.
I am married to the best human being I have ever known. The truest and most freeing relationship in my life is with my husband. Jonathan is my best friend and the reason this girl gets out of bed every morning.
Which leads me to two more reasons I get out of bed. Sam and Ben. Even their little names bring me joy and crack me up a bit. I predict that most of this little bloggity-blog will be about these two clowns.
I am growing my boys the best way that I know how. I'd love to say that I don't take things too seriously...but I do. I am often crushed by the responsibility and honor that it is to love, grow, teach and let go of these little men that have been entrusted to me. I lie awake at night and reel through the good and bad of the day. I spin from all of the hilarious moments I don't ever want to fade away. Hearing the boys laugh together on the monitor while they are supposed to be falling asleep is what makes the hardest day worth it. Or I lie in bed and suffocate from all of the awful things that might happen. What in the world will Sam possibly eat if our country faces a famine and all that we have to eat is fruit and vegetables? He'll starve! How will Ben EVER make it to college with all of his teeth and no serious brain injuries? He has no fear!
So despite my heart knowledge that the same God who has Beck in His hands also has Sam and Ben in His hands...it takes me awhile to fall asleep.
Thus, the blog. A place for me to re-hash the comedy of the day. A place of reflection for me as I tuck away the lessons I'm learning from the three guys I am so desperately committed to. And hopefully a place for me to share a laugh.
