Scrolling through some photos this afternoon, I came across one of our friend Tarrin-Rae and her new baby girl, Isla, born last Thursday 31 October 2013.
I struggled to contain my own emotions as I observed this special moment in Tarrin's life (and new Isla's too) and thought back to my own experiences. I immediately asked Tarrin if I may use this to share a bit more of what I some times feel as a Mom...
At first glance, I see relief. She's finally here! We can see her face in real life and we can say out loud "I am a Mommy!" Like my own kids, Isla was in no hurry to be born and labour was induced. What's worse than having to wait 40 weeks to meet your newest family member?? Having to wait longer still! I must confess, that this feeling was mixed with a fair dose of disbelief on my part too - when I sat quietly resting between visitors and feeds, I had to pinch my literal self and realise - the baby was here.
Then I see comfort. The type that soothes a newborn's cries and lulls her to sleep. The type of ninja skill that I didn't know I possessed until I held my baby in my arms. Look at how Isla is nestling up into her Mom's neck - it's the safest place she knows (and quite frankly - the only place a Mom wants her bundle to be at this stage)!
And what about rest? Who knows how we still look picture perfect after labouring for hours on end? Okay to be fair - others more so than me. Both Mom and daughter gave a great effort and no doubt crave bodily rest... The only catch is that when the baby falls asleep, Mom will sit up watching the crib, wondering about the future and all that it has in store for this little one. The short answer is - there is no rest - not for our minds anyway!
I cling to the hope - and I can tell from this snap - that Tarrin already has for her little girl - to be bold, to be strong, to be courteous, to be kind, to be trustworthy, to be all that she was made to be (and more than we as parents could ever comprehend).
And the peace that passes all of our understanding, when we commit our child to God, when we thank Him for His grace that has carried us to this point and love unfailing, will remain with us all.
Welcome precious Isla Grace and may God bless you abundantly!
Jesus here's another child to hold...
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| Isla Grace Graham |
I struggled to contain my own emotions as I observed this special moment in Tarrin's life (and new Isla's too) and thought back to my own experiences. I immediately asked Tarrin if I may use this to share a bit more of what I some times feel as a Mom...
At first glance, I see relief. She's finally here! We can see her face in real life and we can say out loud "I am a Mommy!" Like my own kids, Isla was in no hurry to be born and labour was induced. What's worse than having to wait 40 weeks to meet your newest family member?? Having to wait longer still! I must confess, that this feeling was mixed with a fair dose of disbelief on my part too - when I sat quietly resting between visitors and feeds, I had to pinch my literal self and realise - the baby was here.
Then I see comfort. The type that soothes a newborn's cries and lulls her to sleep. The type of ninja skill that I didn't know I possessed until I held my baby in my arms. Look at how Isla is nestling up into her Mom's neck - it's the safest place she knows (and quite frankly - the only place a Mom wants her bundle to be at this stage)!
And what about rest? Who knows how we still look picture perfect after labouring for hours on end? Okay to be fair - others more so than me. Both Mom and daughter gave a great effort and no doubt crave bodily rest... The only catch is that when the baby falls asleep, Mom will sit up watching the crib, wondering about the future and all that it has in store for this little one. The short answer is - there is no rest - not for our minds anyway!
I cling to the hope - and I can tell from this snap - that Tarrin already has for her little girl - to be bold, to be strong, to be courteous, to be kind, to be trustworthy, to be all that she was made to be (and more than we as parents could ever comprehend).
And the peace that passes all of our understanding, when we commit our child to God, when we thank Him for His grace that has carried us to this point and love unfailing, will remain with us all.
Welcome precious Isla Grace and may God bless you abundantly!
Jesus here's another child to hold...
Beautiful! You have a way with words which touches all our hearts, all the time!
ReplyDeleteVery well written... and something i look forward to...
ReplyDeleteThank you Ash. What an incredibly beautiful and inspiring start to Thursday morning for me.
ReplyDeleteTear-inducing!
ReplyDeleteso sweet!!
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