What a difference 3 years can make and beautiful flaws!

3 years ago we brought home our first baby. Things went a lot differently then they are going now. For example when we brought Cecelia home our home was a chaotic mess! All I wanted to do was sleep when she did, watch television and just take care of her.

I can already tell that in the past 2 weeks that Arlo has been with us I'm a totally different type of woman and mother. I'm slightly more organized, our home is clean and I'm still accomplishing all the things I need to during the day while taking care of Arlo and Cecelia.

I'm sure it has a lot to do with the fact that I have been at home with C for the past 2 years and this is just part of my daily routine now. Of course I think a huge part has to do with my age. I had C when I was 23 years old, I had Arlo shortly after turning 26.

In the grand scheme of things I didn't think 3 years would make such a difference in the type of person I have become and am still growing into.

Nate and I aren't stressed out kind of parents, when our kids cry we don't freak out, when things aren't just perfect (which they rarely are) we don't over analyze or worry. We just take what were given and make the absolute best of it and give our children as much love was we have in our hearts and that seems to be working out so far.

We have the tendency to make what could be a serious situation into a joke, simply because that is how we both deal with stress.

For example Arlo was born with his right eye very crossed. It has since slowly started to straighten out, but is still not exactly where it needs to be.

Instead of worrying about what we may need to face in the future with his eye sight or what we need to do to correct it we simply start making jokes about our little golden haired cross eyed little man.

Does that mean we want him to have a challenge like that when he gets older? NO! However, there are some things that are just in God's hands and we except that and hope to teach our children that as well.

This is one of the first pictures we got of his eyes shortly after we came home.

At first it was scary and I was worrying internally about what if they didn't correct themselves.

But then a few days later we able to see the white of the inside of his eye (which we hadn't yet).

Even though it is still noticeably crossed his eyes have become one of our favorite things to take pictures of.

Crossed or not he has beautiful eyes, they are rimed in navy blue and the insides are this very deep blue color.

This was taken just on Sunday (by Nate hence the silly photo) and we can see a noticeable difference. However whether they ever become perfect or not he is our son and he is perfect to us.

Of course it doesn't surprise us that our kids have astonishing eyes.

I don't know how many times we are stopped to get asked just what color Cecelia's are, and we just say hazel, of course I consider them more of a steam color.

We are so pleased with our two little blessings we have made together, and no matter how much we still continue to grow as parents we will always be learning and changing just like them.

Hopefully they will realize that we will indeed make mistakes, we just pray that it wont have a direct effect on their lives.

In our minds the love we have for our little family will always be our saving grace.