It was 9:44 pm on a Thursday night and after more than 18 hours of labor that ended in an emergency c-section, I was so exhausted that I had to ask my husband to talk to me to keep me awake for the blessed event.
And then I heard it.
The sweetest cry rang through that operating room.
He was finally here.
I had read all the books, heard a lot of advice (both solicited and not) about parenting and babies and all of that. There were a lot of prayers. But nothing could have truly prepared me for the change my life was about to incur.
I was a mommy.
We’ve been through a lot, our family of three, since my rambunctious, inquisitive boy made his grand entrance four years and nine months ago. Daycares, sicknesses, family trips, fun amusement park days, more trips to the park and the library than we can count. Lazy family days at home, playing in the yard, walks through the neighborhood, moving from one house to another. Frustrations and joy. Good days and bad. And now transitioning from a mama working outside the home to a mama who works at home. But even before these last two months of being a stay-at-home mom, my boy was teaching me. Probably more than I’ve ever taught him.
1) He’s taught me resilience.
He can have a meltdown that could win the “Meltdown Olympics.” He might get mad at his dad or me over something he feels is unfair. And sometimes we deserve it when we’ve admittedly made a mistake. But he always gets over it. And quickly. Five minutes after his disappointment starts, it’s over and he’s our happy, smiling boy again.
Why can’t I get over the little stuff so easily?
But no, I let it ruin my day instead. I pray to have the resilience of my sweet son. To let things go when I want to dig in my heels and be mad or grumpy for a while. Life is too short to stay bitter.
A person’s wisdom yields patience; it is to one’s glory to overlook an offense. – Proverbs 19:11 (NIV)
2) He’s taught me to find joy in every day.
A bug on the sidewalk. The wildflower he picked for me. The fort he made in the living room. These things aren’t the big things. But my boy finds joy in all of them. He doesn’t let anything pass him by. He takes in every bit of the world around him and marvels at the things that we grown-ups barely or never notice.
Help me, Lord, to marvel at the little things in your creation. Help me to notice the seemingly insignificant moments in my day that I need to frame in my mind. Help me to hold on to every second with my son, with my family, with my friends. Let me see the beauty in it all. For as time passes, those little things will become the big things that paint the canvas of my life and make it beautiful.
I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. – Ecclesiastes 3:12 (NIV)
3) He’s taught me unconditional love.
He’s shown me true love. He’s helped me to truly love. Most of all, he reminds me every day how much the Father loves me. I would willingly lay down my life for my child without hesitation. I look for ways to make his day special. I desire to give him the best life possible and raise him to be a man who fulfills God’s purpose for His life.
God loves me even more.
It’s hard for me to fathom but having my son brings it into perspective just a bit more. Because I know how much I love my son, I can start to understand a little more about God’s love for me.
If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him! – Matthew 7:11 (ESV)
Every day is a new adventure for us. And I’m trying more to see each day through that lens of excitement and appreciation. I encourage you to do the same.
If you are a stay-at-home mom or a mom who works outside the home. If you are a two-parent home or are going solo as a single parent. If you have babies, toddlers, preschoolers, school-aged kids, teenagers or even grown children.
Cherish every day…no, every moment. They pass so quickly, as I am learning more each day. I don’t want to miss a thing.
Love in Christ,