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Dear Colton,
Keep in mind, they are new to this parenting thing. They’ve been to all the classes and prepared in every way imaginable. In fact, if you ask me, they already know too much. What they don’t know is all the ways you will reshape their lives from the inside out.
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What is saving my life today…
What is saving my life now is the conviction that there is no spiritual treasure to be found apart from the bodily experiences of human life on earth. My life depends on engaging the most ordinary physical activities with the most exquisite attention I can give them. My life depends on ignoring all touted distinctions between the secular and the sacred, the physical and the spiritual, the body and the soul. What is saving my life now is becoming more fully human, trusting that there is no way to God apart from real life in the real world.” Barbara Brown Taylor from An Altar in the World: A Geography of…
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Church with littles…
Pastor Alex put his giant hand on my shoulder and looked at me with a twinkle in his eye. “You know,” he said. “God is telling them to run and play and you’re telling them to sit still and be quiet.” He mused, “Who do you think they are going to listen to?”
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The good stuff…
They are our planners. Unlike those of us who stumbled into parenthood, unaware and a bit clueless. These two have planned for this, made decisions about timing, and cleared their life in preparation. I don’t know anyone who has spent more time thinking, worrying, and planning for this next phase of life.
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Down the road…
My mom may have held a grudge. I don’t think she ever really got over the fact that I moved Allie away from the circle of her everyday life. We built the nursery together, waited for an extra month as my delivery date passed, and drove together to the hospital on the day she was born. Everyone else went to dinner, but mom stayed behind, not wanting to miss being there when the baby was born. She answered my questions, provided much needed (but not always wanted) advice, and was generally there to support me as I took my first steps as a mom. When we left, she was heartbroken.…
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Grandbabies…
And we get to be the grandparents. I love the way his face lights up when we walk in the door. He knows where to go to get a snuggle or a snack. When he wants to rumble and tumble, he heads to his Papa who just adores him.
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Oh baby…
He came into the world in a rush, after months of waiting and preparation. Although I have given birth three times, this was the first time I watched a little one take his first breath. Tears ran down my cheeks as we waited for the first sounds of life. His first cry brought a rush of relief. They were both fine. Beautiful. Radiant. Healthy. Share this...FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedin
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Anticipation…
I am thinking a lot about my grandparents this week. About their legacy, about their friendship, about their hopes and dreams for us. I’m about to enter into a sacred space. A chance to have a do-over with a brand new generation.
