As a little girl, I loved baby dolls. Loved them! I played school, adoption agency, daycare operator and babysitter all day. I felt like I was born to be a mama. Therefore, I was a bit anxious when the ages, 22, 25, 28 and 32 came and went and there were no babies. Have you ever desired something so much and feared never getting it? That was me.
My day finally came at the age of 34. I
soon realized that God knew what He was doing when He had me wait. To
my shock, it wasn’t as easy as playing with dolls. I was surprised
that it wasn’t the dream world I imagined it would be! I felt like
life became a gigantic prayer.
“God, HELP me!”
“Please, God. Please, please, please
make it all better. I can’t do this!”
“God, this feels impossible. Where
are you?”
While I adore motherhood, it is harder
and there are more adjustments than I expected. (I am hoping there
are some nodding of heads and Amen’s being said out there in
cyberworld.) Not only did I have a new life to care for, but my
identity suddenly felt all scrambled up. It took me until my son was
one to finally feel confident in my new role as a mother, confident
that I could drop my child off at preschool without crying, confident
that I could go out with the girls’ and the world wouldn’t fall
apart, and confident that I could go on a date night and have
conversations that didn’t revolve just around our son.
I was feeling settled in my new world
and then WHAM! I discovered I was pregnant again. Can I be vulnerable
with you? I actually cried when I found out. And they were not tears
of joy. I feel awful saying that out loud, and I hope you will give
me a moment to explain. It was not that I didn’t want another baby
or feel like I couldn’t love a new life, it was just that I got
scared. Discovering a little person was on the way sent a panic
through me. Would my son still receive the love and attention that he
deserved? How was my husband going to feel about my body changing
again? Would I ever be able to pursue the vision I felt God had for
me in writing and publishing? I was truly wondering if I was going to
be able to handle another intense wave of identity crisis like the
one I had just been through. I wasn’t sure.
God and I needed a serious talk. And in
that conversation He carefully reminded me of this:
“For I know the plans I have for
you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to
harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
He reminded me in our time together
that I, too, am His child and He has every intention of loving me,
caring for me, and giving me the future that He has planned for me.
As mothers, we can get so caught up in
parenting that we forget that we, too, have a spiritual parent who
loves us as His child. He loves you as much as He loves the children
He has given you. He will never forsake you. And on those days when
motherhood seems too overwhelming and too impossible I step back and
take a deep breath. Then I remember that this journey I am on, right
now, is the one He has designed and create uniquely for me. I simply
need to live in it, learn from it, and allow His love to sweep over
and through me.
He will walk with me! He will walk with
you! Grab His hand.
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