I'm incredibly blessed to have three amazing children. I love each of them for who they are- unique children of God, each with special gifts. For years, I was a boy mom, which I loved and embraced fully. Then, one day. God blessed me with a baby girl to love, and then another, nearly five years later.

My kids love each other so much. The older ones look out for the younger ones, just as older siblings do. The younger ones look up to the older ones, just as younger siblings do. My son loves his sisters and would do anything to protect them. The girls look to their big brother as a brother, but also as another parental figure.

My girls are the sweetest pair of sisters. They love each other in a way that reminds me of the way my sister and I loved each other when we were little. Bean feels a certain responsibility for Baby C, and Baby C pines for her sister when she's at school or otherwise engaged. I know that soon, we'll enter years in which they may grow apart, but my hope is that they will love each other, always, and grow to be best friends, like my sister and I have. Sisters by chance, friends by choice.