|I was awake during the C-Section. It seemed like the operation took forever. I was dying to meet my new little boy and couldn't wait to feel him in my arms and express my love for him.
One of the joys of welcoming a new baby into the world is simply embracing him and pondering the miracle of his existence.
As I counted Evan's fingers and toes, examined his nose and the shape of his face, then determined the color of his eyes and hair, I considered how he was intentionally "knit together" by His Father in heaven and praised God that Evan was "fearfully and wonderfully made" (Psalm 139:13,14).
Holding my new son for the first time is a feeling that is so difficult to describe. It's absolutely wonderful - like going home after being away for a long time. Even though I was meeting him for the first time it seemed like I've known and loved him forever...Like he's always been with me.
We have done that part before with Elliot, but this time with Evan it has also been so much fun to watch Elliot interact with his little brother. Elliot has been pretty interested. He asks to hold him (which usually lasts for a few seconds), likes to help change diapers and is often concerned for Evan when he cries.
I imagine our feelings and experiences as new parents are not unique. I'm sure these thoughts, feelings and experiences come up whenever a new life comes into the world.
I wonder if pediatricians, nurses and others who work where babies are born every day get "used to" these wonders. One thing is for sure, they are new to us, and they sure are special!
|One of the challenges of becoming new parents again is recognizing the fragility of this little life that I hold in my hands and how completely he will depend on me to love him unconditionally, to provide for him and to teach him The Way to go.
I have found myself thinking so much lately about parenthood. With Elliot, the first year or more of parenthood seemed to be mostly about loving and providing.
He is 2 years old now, and we are definitely into teaching and character forming. With this, things are a bit more challenging, and I suspect it will not get easier as the years go on. I'm finding that I need extra measures of patience several times a day and wonder if I will ever feel like I know what I'm doing.
In my reflections about parenthood, my thought pattern always ends with the same two things - nothing earth-shattering - just some basic conclusions from a new mom.
- Our words, actions and reactions, the decisions we make, and the example we set impact our children more than most of us want to recognize, and
- If I truly want to positively influence my children, I must be wholly dependent on and completely soaked in the grace and wisdom of God because this parenthood stuff is just not something I can ever do well on my own strength and knowledge - no matter how hard I try.
My Life Has Changed
Another thing that has been challenging for me since becoming a mother...