The Uniqueness of Children

As I was sitting here catching up on blog posts from the weekend, I just keep hearing Emma behind me.  She has been playing for almost a half hour now with the M&M stuffy Jenny bought her in Las Vegas.  (The green one!)  Anyway, hubby and I have been noticing some subtle differences between our children.  Things that we enjoy, which is so cool.

Emma, for instance, can remember minute details about what she did with friends, the names of her friends and things that people said.  She can play with her stuffies for hours, making up stories, pretending they are talking to each other and also having imaginary friends (Tinty, Dopey and Sissy to be exact). 

Aidan, on the other hand, LOVES to play with adults.  Loves to play computer games and video games.  He also loves to read.  He cannot rememeber people's names, although he is getting much better at this.  But he is hardly ever able to tell me what he did at school.  It is not because he can't remember, but because he doesn't care to talk about it or tell me.  To him it is in the past.  Let's not dwell on it.  Let's move on.

Anyway, it is just such a reminder of how uniquely God has made us all, including our children.  I mean, they came from the same two people and yet they are very different.  I think that is so great and special.  You and I are unique and special, too.  And God made us for specific purposes, which makes me feel so good inside: to know that I have a purpose to fulfill for God.  (Even if it seems all I do is wipe things all day (i.e. noses, bums, tables, floors, dishes, etc.)  God has something special for me, which is a lot more than just the cleaning.  I get to stay at home and raise two kids (and help raise a third).  This is a huge task, but one that comes with huge rewards.

I am so proud to be a Mom today and always.  I am proud of the job that I do.  And I feel so blessed to have 2 unique children to share life with.  What a blessing.