Joys of Motherhood

Wind rustles the tree's blossoms, sending a shower of fragrant petals dancing across the yard. Laughingly Rosalind bends to pick a flower, clapping her hands in glee. Could life be more delightful?

Ten months after our wedding, we were proud parents of a tiny Rosebud. In my dreams of a family, I had always pictured myself with many little ones, fairly close together. But month after month passed. Hearing of a friend or acquaintance with her first two so close together, a twang of jealousy beat. Why must pregnancy be so complicated sometimes?

But delightful as it is to have siblings close in age, the One who gives children also decides when to give them and His plan is best.

As my first baby blossoms into a little girl, I've realized what a joy it is to get to watch her enter the toddler stage without any distractions. Each morning brings a fresh adventure, alive with new delights and discoveries that I get to share just with her. Whether it is the thrill of picking flowers for her room, disturbing an ant pile and watching the scurry to repair the invasion, stepping outside just before bed to gaze at the stars or observing her sit in rapt attention silently staring at the falling rain, the innocent amazement of a child wraps the whole world in wonder for me too.

How can I doubt that He who created each delicate flower and placed the stars in their place knows what it best for me and mine? Can I forget my little child? Much less would He forget me.

As eagerly as I am awaiting the arrival of our son, these toddler days are slipping by so quickly. I am determined to enjoy each day alone with my little girl to the fullest, grateful that though "God's ways are not my ways," His ways are best.

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