Thursday, December 06, 2007
Mothering by grace....
Oh how I long to be a mother who gives grace...to my babes, to myself, to other mamas. We had a rough night last night with the babies waking up continuously from 10-2 crying, crying,crying. We couldn't figure out what was wrong and it felt so helpless. In my head I could hear myself saying to another mama (or when I left her company)in the same situation, " If you just do this or that then they would probably be sleeping better." The solution,of course, is never that simple. So when in my sleepy stupor I started to beat myself up over sleep habits, question our whole parenting philosophy,etc. the song came into my mind, "Grace, grace, God's grace, grace that will pardon and cleanse within....Grace, grace, God's grace...." over and over and over. So I prayed for wisdom, and I am praying still. I know there are lots of methods out there, and we have tried a few. I want what is best for these two specific babies, though, and if having twins has taught me anything it is that babies are not cookie cutters! So, until we figure out the best way to gently help them sleep through the night I pray for grace and I thank God for the reminder that the same measure of grace He gives to us needs to be given from ourselves to our children, ourselves, and each other. The great thing is that He makes babies so amazingly cute that after the most frustrating of nights, you wake up and see their precious smiles and decide that you can indeed be a mama again today.
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Sweet little faces, warm glowing smiles, soft squishey skin......all of those things make each day not only possible, but wonderful, even through exhaustion. Just picture how we would feel about them if they had eight legs, were hairy, and ate wasps!
preach it, sister! i am so thankful that you managed to express, in words, what mothers feel every day.
in return, may God be gracious and bless all four of you with sleep.
love you friend.
ab
Jenny, even before i am a mother in the flesh...
today in my journal, i wrote in big letters...
PLEASE LORD HEAR MY PRAYER
MAKE ME A GRACEFUL MOTHER !
"Amazing grace. . ." was my favorite lullaby to sing -- because I needed it as much as the babies did.
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