I have gone through the transition from newborn to infant 3 times before this... and yet never has it been quite this hard!!! My little Noah Jericho is now 6 months old (as of February 20th) and he is beginning to think that he might want to give a shot to this crawling thing. (As seen in the above video...) Altho, I have thoroughly enjoyed watching each of my children's milestones this one is distinctly different... He is my BABY! The last baby I will have (unless the Lord changes these plans) and each new accomplishment is the next step in him leaving his Mommy!
I, of course, want my kids (even my boys) to grow up into wonderful, secure adults who want to leave home and make it in this world on their own... However, when I held this precious newborn at a whopping 6 lbs 14 oz (which was my smallest baby) my heart somewhat broke! This pregnancy was so precious... I felt better than I did with any of them and I thoroughly enjoyed each and every moment of those 9 precious months. In the last month of my pregnancy I secretly wished that time would just slow down for a bit! I knew once this little man was born I would never again hold one of my children that close again... within my womb. Never again feel the tiny pokes or strong kicks of a tiny baby growing inside me. The miracle of pregnancy and birth NEVER cease to amaze me... whether it is one of my children or hearing the story of another woman's experience I am often moved to tears at the goodness of our Lord for allowing us, as women, to be a part of this amazing miracle! It truly is nothing short of that...
"Thank you Lord for all of my precious babies! Help me to enjoy each moment and to treasure the time you have given to us...
Amidst all the chaos of crayons being thrown across the living room, or food being thrown to the floor or a disagreement among siblings, HELP me to remember how blessed I truly am and what a miracle each of their little lives are!"
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