"Mom!" "What?"

"Mom."

"What?"

"Mom!!!"

"What Dylan?"

"Hey, can you hear me?"

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I turned to greet my lovely 10-year old, as I began to grow very frustrated with him. He was either playing games with me, or he really did not hear me respond to him. My heart sunk as I realized he was not talking to me...

With his ear pressed to the receiver, he was shouting, in a funny way, that only he can, to the person on the other side of the conversation.

I stood there silently as I listened to him joke around with his step-mom.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to hide. I wanted to tell him to get off the phone. I wanted to scream and shout that I was his mommy...

But I didn't.
I couldn't.
I didn't dare.

Two months ago, our family grew.
Well, not mine, but theirs.
Daddy got remarried.
And with that blessing,
came a new mommy,
4 new brothers,
and a couple of cats!

Both boys spent a week at dad's house
where they got to meet their new family.
I spent a week crying and healing...

My oldest son came home after a week,
my youngest stayed two more weeks.
This was a huge deal for everyone involved.
My kids hadn't seen their dad in months,
and now everyone was able to finally meet.

God reassured me over and over
that they would be o-kay...
That their dad would take good care of them,
and that their new step-mom would too.

And, of course, they did:)

From the moment, I dropped the boys off,
I began praying.....

I prayed that God would restore the bond
that they all once shared.

I prayed that He would create a new bond
between everyone as they got to know each other.

I prayed Dyl would not miss me too much.
(he was stuck to me at the hip!)

I prayed for their new marriage,
I prayed for her kids.
I prayed and prayed and prayed...
and cried and cried and cried...
For two hours....
alone in the car....

I wrote about it HERE

I had peace...

I had surrendered once again
to my Daddy's will for my life.

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"But, mom!" he laughed again.

I smiled.
I wiped away my one tear.
I thanked God
for the bond HE created!!!
I smiled again...

I listened and chuckled quietly from the other room
as I heard him request to talk to each one of the kids.
He talked everyone's ear off...
I'm pretty sure he even talked to the cat!
He made sure she put him on speaker phone
so that his voice could ring throughout the whole house.

"Hey guys, I'm on the phone!!!!!!!
Mom, tell someone to talk to me"

"O-kay Dylan," She laughed
as he continued to talk her ear off.

God reminded me that I prayed for this...
and because He reminded me,
I could wipe my tears away...
and rejoice...
because God IS faithful...
& God answers prayers!!!

God gave Dyl...
more people to love him!!!
a daddy...
2 mommies...
5 brothers...
& two cats!