She is proof that God knows best.
Learning that I was pregnant with her was not the joyful experience that I've had with my other kids. Seeing those two little lines on the stick was still tear-jerking, but more like how-are-we-going-to-do-this-please-help-me-survive-God than the romantic tears we've cried seeing them before.
We were done.
Beyond done.
It's a good thing that it's God's design for us to be pregnant for nine months, because over the course of that amount of time, I surrendered and fell hopelessly in love with my surprise baby. What a gift to experience life inside of me once more.
By the time she was born and I saw her face for the first time, I had forgotten about how scared I was at the thought of another baby.
She was mine. And I loved her just as much as I did my others.
I heard a quote once, a long time ago. It was in an email about things that you shouldn't assume or something of that nature. It went something like this: "If you think you can't love your fifth child as much as your first, talk to a mother of five kids."
No lie. It said five kids. And it stuck with me (now I know why).
"Nadia" is slavic for "hope".
"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'" --Jeremiah 29:11
When you think you know what you want, remember that God knows what lies ahead. Trust that He will bring it to past and that you will be delighted with what He has for you.
I know I am.
1 comment:
great post!
happy birthday to the baby with the beautiful name. she gets to be bookends with another fantastic little girl!
that picture is my favorite. i can just sit & look at it. even if i didn't know you two i'd love it. it's that good.
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