God is good!

I am sure many Mom's can relate to the stress and sleep deprivation that comes with the first couple of weeks your baby is home. For me this was amplified by Reagan catching RSV when she was three weeks old. There was one night in particular I was beyond exhausted and I had been pacing the house making that all too recognizable mommy "rock and walk" movement and my poor lil Reagy-roo was still a soggy sad mess. I prayed and prayed for energy to stay up with her because my body felt so heavy and my eyes kept trying to shut. My milk was depleted because she had nursed me dry, so I was just trying to buy us some time for the milk to build back up a bit. Joe was sleeping soundly in the bedroom with no later recollection that any of this had taken place (lucky fella). Finally I felt like I had enough to nurse her even for just a few minutes and I was praying it would be enough to send her off to dreamland. I went back into the bedroom, it was totally dark with just a glow from the bathroom light we leave on so I can nurse in the dark. I sat in bed and let Reagan start to eat, and as I did her eyes started to close and her crying stopped. I was so relieved. About 15 minutes later she was well on her way to dreamland and she started too smile in her sleep. Then out of her tiny little rosebud lips came the best sound I had ever heard.... HER FIRST GIGGLE! My heart soared! I looked up at the ceiling and said "Thank you Jesus, that is just what I needed to get me through this tough night".  Knowing that my sacrifice of sleep was creating a healthy, well fed, and happy baby made it all worth it!

Isn't that just like God though? Sometimes the tests in front of us seem so heavy. We feel worn out, hopeless, and like nothing we are doing is working. We try and try and just when you think its never going to end, God steps in and reminds you He is watching. He see's it all! The sleepless nights, be it a baby, a job, or a relationship that is stealing your sleep. He knows exactly what we need, when we need it. As I was being refined in the "fire" that night I couldn't have thought of a better gift to receive, those of you who know me know that I am a very happy person and I laugh alot. Sharing my daughters first giggle is a memory I will never forget, and shouldn't.... those little blessings from heaven may not come often but our Heavenly Father really knows how to melt our hearts when they do.

In a pot or in a shoe, is that poo?

    Funny motherly moment I have to share with other mothers, because you are the only ones who can relate. Yesterday was one of those days when I had to change about 7-8 poopy diapers. Reagan got poo on her feet at church while I was changing her, because in her flexible acrobatic way she kicked her foot right into the dirty diaper as I was removing it from her bottom. She went through 2 outfits before lunch time, and I had to borrow wipes from my mom because we ran out of the ones in the diaper bag. On the way home from my Mom & Dads I was sitting in the backseat of the car with Reagan while Joe was driving. Reagan and I were singing songs and she was playing with her toys. As we drove into the suns rays, I noticed a small yellow dot on her forehead. My first assumption was that I had gotten some mustard on her head while eating lunch one handed with her in my arms. I licked it off her forehead, and then my mind went a totally different direction and I laughed to myself and said "I sure hope that was mustard I just licked off your head and not poo?!?!"

    From the front of the car I hear a roaring deep laugh come from my husbands mouth and the car swerves. Its very rare that I hear my husband laugh this hard, and in typical boy fashion, of course he was laughing about poo! I have to admit it was pretty funny, and definitely not a sentence I ever thought I would speak!  Oh the joys of being a mommy :-) I am pretty sure it was mustard.