I’ve had a lot of littles in my life. I’ve been babysitting for families forever, I’ve worked at a daycare, and my brothers were babies when I was in high school. so when sophie was on her way I wasn’t as nervous as I could have been... diapers? I’ve changed a thousand. spit up on every piece of clothing I’m wearing? yep, did that already. but the craziest thing when Cam and I held sophie for the first time was realizing: she is ours. only ours. God gave her to us for the rest of our lives and no other person will have the influence on her that we do. this kid makes my heart physically hurt sometimes because of how cute and sweet she is. her cries make me instantly sad even if I know she’s fine. but no matter how much I love her or how connected I feel to her, I know I will fail her in some way someday. I’m the farthest thing from perfect. but as she grows and watches me nonstop day by day, I’m figuring out that even in my weakness, she has everything she needs. she has Jesus protecting her day and night. she has a dad and mom who love her like crazy. and we have all the wisdom and grace we need to care for her and train her up because our little family is not on its own—God is with us at every step.
I’ve started praying “Lord, make me just like You, so my girl can be just like me.” He is all we need. 🧡 - 12 minutes ago