Kids
I guess they are my fault. We did talk briefly about having kids before we got married. It wasn't something that George thought about. I remember telling him that to me, it was having something we created together and having a piece of us to carry on. I guess I convinced him.
The other stipulation I had was we would have more than one. I was not going to have an only child like I was. We also agreed that two was plenty. We did not need a houseful of kids.
Both times it seemed to take a little longer to get pregnant than we had hoped. We were married 3 1/2 years before Tiffany was born. I was hoping for only two years between the kids, but Benjamin came along three years later. This is how we told my parents about the second one--of course, we were there in person when they opened the card.
Tiffany and Benjamin changed our lives immensely. Children are an awesome blessing, expense, joy-bringer, heartbreakers. The good always outweighed the bad. Sure, there were times they had me on my knees in prayer, but there were so many happy and proud moments too. I never realized how hard being a parent was. You question your actions and re-actions. You wonder what you are doing wrong and hope you are doing more things right in bringing up kids. Unfortunately, it's a learn-as-you-go process and there is no turning back once you've messed up. You learn and move forward and try to do better.
I am forever grateful for my two kids and I am proud of them. They are great human beings and a blessing to the earth--couldn't ask for more than that. Well, they also gave us grandchildren--wow. Until you get there, you don't know how awesome that is!
As for their names, Tiffany was narrowed down to Tiffany, Bethany and Sabra (George's grandmother). I will admit that the first time I heard the name Tiffany was the name of one of the teens on American Bandstand. For Benjamin, we were taking an old testament Bible study. I loved Elijah. George was afraid he would get teased--too close to Eliza. So, we went with Benjamin Elijah. I was happy when Ben named his youngest son, Elijah Joseph (Joseph after my Dad). He can go by Eli or EJ, but the latter he hasn't taken a liking to, but might one day, who knows?
This is taking so long to do these posts, that I can't dig up all the photos I would like to share. I hope to update at another date. In the meantime, here's some.
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