Spring is a good time to start new things. The earth is getting ready for a new beginning. Baby animals are being born. The flowers are beginning to bud and blossom and everything is bursting with new life. I guess it seems somewhat appropriate to be expecting new life of my own during this time of renewal and revival.
(me, the day before Abigail was born, 11 yrs ago. Yes, I was huge.)
And so every spring I get a sense of this anticipation and eagerness. Remembering the anxious waiting, the wondering how the beginning will begin, the excitement of meeting this new little human being. And then also the nervousness of the great responsibility of becoming a mother. A mother for the first time. And again and again, becoming a mother to this particular child. Every time it is new. Every time it is different. And it sinks deeply into my heart every time.
So spring time is not just the time I celebrate the births of my children. It is also the time I celebrate my own birth as a mom. I am different than I ever thought I would be. Every spring I am reminded of how my children have changed me. How much I want for them. How much better I want to be.
(top, L to R - Abigail, Isaac
bottom, L to R - Samuel, Elisabeth)
Every spring, I look forward to our season of birth days. This season of change, of newness, and of growth.
I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand.
I'll do anything to help you understand,
I'll love you more than anybody can"
4 comments:
I hate to admit it, but I was reading this post thinking an announcement was coming at the end! Very sweet, just another reason to love spring.
ohhhh noooo, no announcement!! hahahah.
All this talk of babies and no "please donate to my March for Babies" mention? Come on now!
http://marchforbabies.org/team/bambini
...For all your babies and all babies :)
That picture of you is so cute. I think you looked amazing for a girl who is giving birth the next day. I agree, I always wanted a spring baby.
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