... A Gift

The are times when I look at my beautiful baby girl and am left in awe. How could I possibly be granted the honour of having this precious life placed in my hands? And yes, it is in these moments when I become a "cheek-pincher" while saying awful sounding things about gobbling her up.

The truth is, although biologically I played my part in the effort to have this child, her presence in my life is otherwise completely out of my hands. There was a season in our lives when we thought we may never be able to have children. It was a very hard possibility to accept. That season only gave me a sliver of understanding for those that live that reality on a daily basis.

It's not always easy to see on the rough days, but I've been trying to remind myself that being BabyK's mother is a gift. She is a treasure that I am blessed to have; diaper explosions and all.

I know that everyone will have a bias towards their own baby (and rightfully so), but no matter who the child may be, they are a precious.

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Psalm 127:3

"Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from Him."