I went to a baby shower this weekend for my dear friend, Libby who is having a baby boy in just a couple of weeks. Most guests were either with child or literally with child, as in they had a small infant in tow. While it was fun to sit there and watch these tiny bundles of joy, I couldn't help but wonder if these mommies or soon-to-be mommies truly understood or appreciated their unique situations. I know it is not "unique" to be pregnant or have a baby, but it is for me. In the 12 years that I have been married, I've been pregnant twice (this pregnancy is the second one). It just doesn't happen for me. So when people ask, "Do you want a boy or a girl?" I sincerely do not care. After all, it's a baby! It's my baby! The event in and of itself is so miraculous, I couldn't even imagine hoping or dreaming of one sex or the other. Does that make sense?
I'm not saying that mothers out there do not appreciate their divine situations, I just believe it is a little different for me and probably some other women. For a while, I thought about going back to school and becoming a nurse, specifically a labor and delivery nurse. What could be better - being there when these precious ones entered the world? But then I felt like it would be a little like a baby factory, one right after another. Maybe that's why Heavenly Father sent me just two little ones, seven plus years apart. He wanted me to appreciate and savor their uniqueness and my very privileged role in their being here. I have to believe that He knows more than I do.
p.s. look how darling these cupcakes are - they were served at the shower this weekend and tasted just as delicious as they look!
2 comments:
I'm so happy you have that little person inside you, swelling out your midsection. :) And that little baby is so extremely lucky to be coming to your home.
Can't wait to meet the new little Long baby! And thank heavens for miracles!
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