We are 15 weeks pregnant. 15 weeks. If history repeats itself, we have 23 weeks left until we meet this new little bebe. And while on the one hand, I am thrilled and excited and eager and anxious for that day, I am experiencing some grief as well.
I think it's normal to mourn the "loss" of being a family of three. One child between the two of us. One nap schedule. One extra little belly to keep full (and let me tell you, LO never misses a meal. Or a snack. Or a bite of yours. Ever). One little life to invest in and impact and teach. All of a sudden I feel overwhelmed with the responsibility of "training our one child up in the way she should go." And we're about to add another?! How am I possibly going to love another one? How is there enough of me to go around to another little heart? Grace, O Lord. Grant us the grace we need each day. Amen to that.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
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LOVE the new header!!!
I felt THE SAME WAY before Little Man was born. And a friend told me something that I couldn't grasp at the time, but later learned to be profoundly true. "Children don't divide love. They multiply it." Rest assured, you will find this true. And there will be days when you feel your well is dry, your strength sapped, and the Lord will see you through. You are going to be a wonderful mama to TWO bebes! Yes, His grace is sufficient. I love you!
Oh, I mourned, too. I was so excited about #2, but so sad about how our family's dynamics were going to change. And I'm mourning now and will be in the weeks to come. But #2 was immediately PERFECT for our family - planned by God just for us. And somehow, miraculously, graciously there is always enough Mommy to go around. God works it all out. It's incredible. Hard sometimes (a lot of times), but incredible.
Oh, yes, I remember my husband thinking I had LOST MY MIND when I cried and cried over going from 3 to 4. LOVE your new header.
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