To my sweet baby:
In my momma heart, you fill me with so much joy already and I have yet
to see your face. It has been nine of months and I still can’t fathom the
wonder of you. The bumps and kicks that keep me up at night are you. The jabs remind me of your little life.
Your stretches against my side make my heart swell. On this day when I am antsy and feeling large, I am
desperate to meet you. I want you
in my arms. I want to smell your skin and stoke your silky hair. I long to touch your cheeks and count
your toes. It still hasn’t fully
set in…and won’t until you are with us, I’m sure, but my momma heart aches to
meet you.
To my precious boy:
My momma heart is frantically trying to come up with a way to bottle up
who you are right now and keep you that way forever. I have said that at various times because each stage is so
fun and so new. But this one is golden.
Your infectious laugh, the sparkle in your eye. Your crazy stories and
and wild sense of humor. I relish
the way you can’t hold back your love for music. Try as you might, when you hear a beat you have to dance/drum/sing/bob
your head to it. Your friendship
with your daddy and the way you can captivate a room with your dynamic
personality, it just makes me grin.
There are bumps along the way and days where we butt heads, but we grow
through it and in the end, I find I love you even more.
To babies around the world: My momma heart grieves for those
of you who are lost and hurting, who have never known the loving embrace of the
woman who carried you in her womb. I wish desperately for you that a family and
safety and stability would be yours. I feel guilty to be so blessed and happy
when I know that you suffer and are lonely. My momma heart rings with the theme, ‘if only’. If only I could scoop you all up and
take away all of your hurts and fears and sadness. If only there was a momma
for each of you. If only the world wasn’t such a hard place.
To my Jesus: My momma heart wants so badly to love out of
you. To be patient and loving to
those you have entrusted to me. To help them learn to walk in your ways. To model your truth and beauty to
little eyes that watch so intently.
To be Jesus to the lost and hurting. Please teach me. Please use me. Touch those who are far from my reach. Come Jesus and make
us all whole.
Just lovely ~ from one momma to another, keep it up! You are doing a tremendous job and won't believe how your heart is going to continue to swell!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful my eyes are leaking.....
ReplyDeleteCrying thank you for capturing the deep parts of your mamma heart beautiful.
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