We have a baby coming this month. My baby is having a baby.
She’s no baby. She’ll soon be 25. She’s just My baby. My youngest of three daughters.
As a mother-to-be, it’s exciting! It’s scary! It’s a nine month long ride on an emotional roller coaster.
First you feel sick, then you feel fat, then you worry about every little thing that could possibly go wrong, then you’re tired, tthen you have to visit every bathroom in sight, then you finally relax long enough to enjoy a baby shower or two, only to then go into labor, and then you will soon finally experience the best or the worst experience of pain you ever have. Depending upon how your labor goes, of course. The entire nine month journey takes place whether you’re ready or not.
Welcome to the miracle of childbirth!
I wouldn’t have missed it for the world!
Woman have been doing it for centuries. Giving birth. But that doesn’t make it any easier. ((Epidurals do that. Or so I’ve been told. I’ve never had one myself.)
Each birth is unique. Just as each child is also created unique. We are all God’s creation. No two exactly alike. A mystery until that first cry is heard, and you are presented with your precious new baby daughter or son.
But we are no mystery to God. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
Let’s all sit back, and try to relax, and leave it all to God. It’s his master plan. No one Has yet to duplicate it.
In today’s childbirths, you can literally order an epidural, llay back and. say a prayer, and leave it to the professional healthcare staff to tell you what to do next.
My prayer is for a safe, healthy delivery for my daughter. And all your daughters. And our daughters’ daughters.
Here’s to the miracle of childbirth! And God’s infinite details of making it all happen.
For you created my inmost being, you knit me together in my mother’s womb. Psalm 139:13
Love and laughter,