It's just me and my two kiddos in our house. My mom left early this morning to head back to Virginia and to her new life as a retiree. It was a bittersweet goodbye and there may have been a few tears. She had been here since early March. We spent the two months leading up to Will's birth day in much anticipation. There were worries, fears and cautious optimism for the future. We enjoyed our time together for those two months, but there was always the giant elephant in the room. What would happen when Will was born? How would our lives be forever changed?
Today, I sit here in our quiet house...alone. It is the first time I've been alone in months. I honestly thought I would be nervous, but it's kind of nice. It is normal. Sure, there are still questions about the future, but aren't there always? For now, I want to live in each moment. I want to savor each hiccup, each grunt and every little baby wrinkle.
Today, Will is sleeping peacefully beside me and I can hear Emme's gentle, rhythmic breathing emanating from her monitor. Life is good. God is good.
I have been having a hard time wrapping my brain around everything that has transpired in the three weeks that Will has been here. I truly feel like he's a miracle baby. God has answered prayers.
I also ran across these verses today on a blog I read frequently, and I am reminded that in those days just a few short weeks ago when I felt so weak and unsure of the future that God was in control. His strength was totally made evident in the birth of Will.
And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10