I said I wouldn’t be one of those moms who always talks or posts about their kid. I had no clue what I was talking about. I was not a parent when I said that. It is impossible to not include our baby girl. It is just as impossible for me to talk about my life and not include my husband. Everything I do involves them. Therefore every experience I have from here on out…will have been touched by them in some way. I am trying to learn to let them touch me in a good way… a way that changes me and makes me better and not bitter.
I say all that because my first line was going to be about our sweet girl. So here it is..
Our sweet baby girl had a stomach virus a week ago. The morning of her Aunt’s wedding rehearsal and brunch. So off to the doctor we went and we missed the rehearsal. Of course her Loving Aunt was only worried about us taking care of baby girl. Her sickness lasted about 24 hours. My mom came to the wedding to take care of her so I could take pictures/video and my husband could do brotherly stuff for his little sister, the bride.
By the end of the wedding our sweet girl was dancing with daddy and smiling! We thought we were over it and were so glad to see our happy girl back! Well, then a few days later she had another episode. I had almost put her in her own bed that night…but I was SO glad I didn’t. She really was the sweetest sick baby ever. However, I was a wreck! My loving husband held her while she was sick and I just welled up with tears watching her struggle. I am so thankful for the strong arms of her daddy. I know she will be too.
The strong arms of God got me thru this. My heavenly Father…. heavenly Daddy…. is where my strength comes from when I need it most. This parenting thing is no joke. Seriously, I knew it would be hard but I had no clue. She is so dependent and fragile while at the same time strong and independent. If I’ve learned anything since being a parent it is this… babies are confusing and unpredictable…at least ours is. I add that “at least ours is” because… no baby is alike. That is another thing I’ve learned. I’ve also learned that parenting takes an enormous amount of patience and energy.
God, our heavenly Daddy, is so patient with us. Each of us are, by design, so different. He wants to hold us each in His strong arms and help us through our trying times. It just happens to be that in my life right now…with a 6 month old… a lot of my trying times are with her. I’m still trying to figure out what God is teaching me through it all. I just keep telling myself that He is faithful, trustworthy, and has never failed me before.