Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Just Another Miracle-of-Life Blog Post

I haven't been around much lately. In fact, it's been over a month since I shared a blog post.

But I've been a little busy… Giving birth and tending to a newborn will definitely deplete your blogging time. But that's okay.

I have been trying to decide how to share our good news with you, blog friends. How do I share our new-baby experience in a way that is significant and special for others as well?

I could write a long explanation of how it felt to meet our baby for the first time… but I'm not sure how to describe that. I will say that when I was a child my grandmother used to tell me that she thought she knew what it was like to love someone... Then she met my dad. She really felt love then. Pure, joyful, uninhibited love. When they handed me our baby for the first time, I remembered her words, and I knew exactly what she meant…

And I could also share that my husband said the way I looked at her, that first time? Well, he had never seen love look like that on anyone before…

I could write about all the things that current moms already know and future moms have already heard… That from the moment you leave the hospital, the lack of sleep, the anxiety, the hormonal roller coaster, the frustrations, and the uncertainty of suddenly being so responsible for such a little piece of big life can hit you hard... That going home can be really, really overwhelming.

But I could also describe the way all of that pales in comparison to the fact that I would do anything -anything- for this little girl. So when you think about it, none of that really matters. She matters. She is so much more than sleep or emotions or hormones, and while those things are certainly significant struggles, I don't want my conversation about her to revolve around them. She's so tiny, and yet she's bigger than all that. And our home is such a beautiful place now with her in it…

I could say that after years of subconsciously (or consiously) wondering what pregnancy would really do to my body, it turns out that the only weight about which I have really concerned myself is hers. The only physique about which I really care now is hers. And my body? Well, it gave me her… this bundle of love in its purest form. So how much can I really criticize it now?

So at the end of the day, this is all just another blog post about the miracle of life. Regardless of the words I choose, it all falls short of reality. Anything I say, anything I write… it's all what current moms already know and future moms have already heard. This little baby is the greatest blessing of our lives.

"Every good and perfect gift is from above…" ~James 1:17

So, thank you for reading this very ordinary post to share and welcome our own little miracle, Miss Ambree Kathleen.