Without Holding Her

Little Hannah turns 3 months old tomorrow. Funny how the time flies and yet feels so slow in other moments. I continue to delight in her little fingers and toes… that “You’re my Mommy” smile… the running in place with excitement.

Miss Big’s been sleeping consistently through the night for 8-9.5hrs. It’s been six days now so I’m hoping this trend is here to stay. But with the trend of sleeping through the night, she still has yet to break her sleeping through the morning and the early afternoon phase. So with a few less moments of eyes at night, I actually find myself missing her more during the day. I’ve been encouraging her to sleep in her bouncer or a swing or her bed instead of in my arms since she was about a month old (I had to get my snuggling in before then. 😉

And while little Miss Sleepy is sure racking in the shut-eye, I’m hoping this “all day” sleeping is a closely fading phase… because I miss her. She slept down the hall in her bed two nights ago, cutting her bedtime about an hour earlier than usual, and leaving me awake without her nearby. Then she slept in her bouncer in the girls’ room while we did homeschooling the following morning. She looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to move her, risking waking her up. But I missed not glancing over at her every handful of minutes.  Hearing her breathing so close.

Maybe it’s because I see Abi’s independence, creating the bittersweet reality of no longer having a hip-riding snuggler. Maybe it’s because I hear Rachael’s “don’t tickle me” moments, when she’d rather just be quiet and “alone”. That bittersweet reality that holding your babies changes with time and growth. And while Rachael enjoys for me to hold her with my words instead of my arms sometimes, I still love how she just wants snuggled while watching a movie or reading a book.

It’s in those thoughts that I find myself wondering back over to the bassinet just to look at her…

just to watch her breathing…

her precious face…

 

And I’m grateful that she’s still a hard sleeper…

who doesn’t wake when I just can’t stand being so close…

without holding her.

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– Thankful, grateful and blessed.

New Baby Ticker Below

For those of you highly interested in the development of our Littlest one, I have included his/her ticker on the bottom of the page in the midst of Rachael’s, Abi’s and Child4’s (our future adopted child(ren) ticker. I find it fun to see what all the week holds in terms of the developing baby’s characteristics. Sure puts the miracle ever-present before me. So if you’re curious and if you, like me, forget how far along you are in the jumble of everyone else’s birthdays, etc, then feel free to check back every once in a while for a refresher.

Thanks for your continued prayers and support.

Evidently!

I love how God still uses my husband to teach and challenge me in my walk in the Lord. Despite the ordinaries and the “been there, done that’s” of each day, God still speaks things to my heart through the casual conversations with my Matt.

One such thing Matt brought up a few weeks ago and I wanted to share it because it has helped change my perspective for the better.

Matt mentioned being challenged by the Lord to not look at others’ lives with discouragement for the potential that they could have in Christ, but instead to seek the evidences of faith in their life. Matt said that then he is able to rejoice at the Lord’s hand in one’s life and pray all the more to find more evidences. And in the concerning cases in which Matt is not able to find any evidences, to then pray for their salvation.

I think this brings a whole new perspective on Christ being alive in us.

It’s about exhorting our brothers and sisters to run HARD the race set before us and keep the (evidences) of the faith so vibrantly alive in us.

So today, join me, in searching for the evidences of faith, hope, life, truth, self-control, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, and Godliness in others’ lives. You might be surprised at the joyful prayers of thanksgiving and the exhortation that seem to flow naturally from your lips thereafter.

– thank you, again, Lord, for Matt’s heart for You splashing me in it’s overflowing.

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