My sister, Sarah, came to take these pictures of me with Theo when he was just a few days old. I treasure them because I have so very few pictures of me with my kids. I'm usually the one behind the lens. The first few weeks with a newborn in the house are just magical. You feel pretty much every emotion possible in some capacity. The most amazing thing to me is how easily love is multiplied. Little Theodore took absolutely no time becoming a beloved brother, grandson and son in our family.
Motherhood is the most absolutely profound relationship one can experience in this life I believe. Becoming a partner with God to bring up a precious life is a very humbling task. The moments, days and weeks right after having a baby for me are times when I feel so close to the spirit, and I feel a renewed resolve to be the best mother I can be, because you get a tiny glimpse of heaven when you hold a brand new baby. That being said, the newborn phase comes with extreme challenges, emotional and physical fatigue and great tests of your patience. I've been extremely luckily this go around to have the support of my family during this postpartum period, especially the unconditional support of my own mother, who teaches me so much through example of what it means to give, love and sacrifice everything you have to become a friend, confidant and leader to your children. Having this help has allowed me to focus on the joy of the newborn stage instead of getting overwhelmed with the anxiety and fear that I felt with my previous children. So right now, while I hold my sleeping newborn in the middle of the night and I hear his soft breathing and his warm little body is snuggled up to me I am filled with great peace and joy and hope. Hope for the boy he will become and hope for the mother I can be to him.
1 comment:
Well said, beautiful.
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