A Quiver of Love - Maribeth Benson
June was a very fruitful month for our family; we added 2 new grandbabies to our quiver within 3 weeks of each other! Our son’s, (with the help of their wives), each gave birth to their first child. Maggie was our June 1st baby and Bethany our June 21 baby. The anticipation and preparation for these babies were pretty much over the top for they were both planned and loved before we knew them.
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
These sweet babes were constantly on our minds from the second we heard of their impending births! Who will they look like? Me, of course! What color hair and eyes will they have? Mine, of course! Whose traits will they have? Mine. Whose intelligence will they have? You can pray. And then after all the guessing on their physical attributes we were on to what will be the nursery colors? Will the comforter match the curtains; will the curtains match the rugs, dark wood or light woods for the crib and dresser or paint to match the curtains? Paint is a whole other debacle which then may involve stenciling to pick up the themes of each nursery. Will the toys be age appropriate? I still maintain that the mini I pad I bought them was false advertising. What kind of stroller should they get, a 6 cylinder or 4? Should they be on a feeding schedule or nurse on demand, frankly, I feel it is never too early to be demanding. I can go on and on but I will spare you.
Yes, these last 9 months have been quite exhausting for us, I do have to say though that my husband has had it a bit easier, he hasn’t lost nigh a night’s sleep fretting over if the dolls we bought with the red hair and blue eyes and the one with the brown hair and green eyes should go to the baby who actually has the red hair or to the one with brown hair with red highlights, you see there is a huge chance her hair may change color as she grows They both have blue eyes now, but that too can change into hazel or green so as I am writing this my blue eyes are red from all the lack of sleep
Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Luke 12:7 NIV
But what is so amazing Is all these mind boggling decisions that were being fretted over all these months were all for naught because once they were born and we held these precious little babes in our arms, nothing mattered anymore, they were each truly fearfully and wonderfully made. Each one has their own destiny and purpose for being born, each one is unique, and each one is equally loved. What is even more amazing is that He loves them even more than we do! What a wonderful gift He gave us. There isn’t a Hallmark card out there that can express our thanks to Him for these little packages of love sent from heaven.
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