Francis De Love: The Measure Of Love

Francis de Sales said, “The measure of love is to love without measure.” Growing up, I thought I knew what love was. The literal definition is an intense feeling of deep affection. However, it is much more than that. I married my husband when I was 18 years old, and I was in love. There was nothing anyone could say to me that would have made me think anything different. Then I became a mother. Not to one child, but to three. Again, I thought I knew what love was. Every day, my love for my husband and children grows stronger and stronger in ways that I never thought possible. I am not a girl who dreamed about a fairytale wedding or how many children I would have or what their names would be. However, I always knew I wanted to be married and have children. The beginning of my future family started on March 25, 1994. I remember the day so clearly. The sun was shining and the earth was showing signs of spring. I was nervous, but I was ready to marry the man of my dreams and start creating our new life together. Even though the event of

Something was different. I knew what I was feeling was not the same. I mentioned to the doctor how I was feeling and that I was concerned I was having twins. He assured me that I only had one baby, and because this pregnancy was so quick after my last one, my body did not have proper time to recover, causing me to grow faster and larger than my previous pregnancy. We were nervous for our routine ultrasound, because things just didn’t seem right. Sure enough, the ultrasound confirmed my suspicions, twins! The doctor laughed and said that twins often have the same heart beat and this time they stumped him in his diagnosis. The fear of thinking that something was wrong, soon changed to excitement and a new kind of fear. What would life be like with two more babies in our home? How would I be able to cope? How could I divide and share my love even