This sweet little cherub joined our family last August! Delivered at home with midwives that got there with just a few minutes to spare; it was an amazing experience! Ask me about it sometime!
Now almost six months old, what a delightful child he is, so alert and happy, and can. not. wait! to walk and talk!
Baby J, three months old!
Six months old
Precious moments! And time passes so quickly! I can't get enough of these little ones!
This screenshot from today's broadcast of Music and the Spoken Word caught me in a close-up, singing the words, "Did I fill the world with love my whole life through?"
Mother's Day has been a tough one for me in the past; thinking of my own mother who died of cancer at age 59 ~ gone now for over 20 years. Thinking of my own mothering - feeling inadequate, and sometimes overwhelmed and wondering if I did enough. Did I support and encourage them enough? Did I love them enough?
Stott Family, circa 1991: Three one-year-olds and one three-year-old
We had some intense child-rearing years - our son was two when his triplet sisters were born. It was busy, it was loud, but it was fun and fabulous too.
Now we have one thirty-three-year-old and three thirty-one-year-olds! All grown up with families of their own - we have added three spouses, 3 dogs, 6 chickens, a cat and almost three grandchildren to the mix!
Blessings, blessings. And the lyrics to this song have extra meaning today.
Fill the World With Love
In the morning of my life, I shall look to the sunrise.
At a moment in my life when the world is new.
And the blessing I shall ask is that God will grant me
To be brave and strong and true,
And to fill the world with love my whole life through.
In the noontime of my life, I shall look to the sunshine,
At a moment in my life when the sky is blue.
And the blessing I shall ask shall remain unchanging.
To be brave and strong and true,
And to fill the world with love my whole life through
In the evening of my life, I shall look to the sunset,
At a moment in my life when the night is due.
And the question I shall ask only I can answer.
Was I brave and strong and true?
Did I fill the world with love my whole life through?
On this day, half my lifetime ago, there was a big party in a delivery room at LDS Hospital in Salt Lake City with about 18 people attending. This included the Momma (me), a few doctors, the Dad, the mother-in-law who manned the camera, the anesthesiologist, plus a team of four people per baby, waiting for each little girl to make her appearance, about six weeks prior to their due date.
For the previous 36 days, various tocolytics had been used to try to stave off labor and keep the babies from coming before their lungs were mature, then finally, at 34-1/2 weeks along, they had had enough and were ready to come!
A Cesarean Section was performed and little Lali was born at 12:47 pm weighing 4 lbs 6 oz., Coco at 12:48 pm even smaller at 3 lbs 10 oz., then tiny Sassy came at 12:50 pm and weighed 3 lbs. 1 oz.
Happy Birthday, Girls! Funny, I consider it my birth-day too... after all, I'm the one who gave birth...
I don't remember much about the first year, but this picture proves that we survived it! Here we all are in 1991 with three one-year-olds and one three-year-old! I really want to re-enact this photo next year when there will be one thirty-three year old and three thirty-one year olds. 😂
Snapshots over the years.
Three twenty-year-olds with their "Turning 20" quilts they each made.
30 years later, and the girls are off on their own adventures! I miss my little gaggle of girls wrangling for a spot on my lap, but I'm thrilled by the women they've become and the joy they spread wherever they go.
Plus, BONUS... a couple of precious little grandbabies arrived last year to fill that space on my lap.
Hot Air Balloon quilt by Chelsea Stott, 2006 (age 16) Sweepstakes at the Wasatch County Fair,
1st place at the Utah State Fair, Youth Home Arts Division
On this beautiful September morning, Chelsea dragged us all out of bed to go see the Autumn Aloft Hot Air Balloon Festival in Park City!
Glad she did!
Quilts in the sky.
What goes up must come down. Maybe next time, we'll be the ones up in the air.
