God has blessed us.
Today we went on a little adventure (across town to buy the new Veggietales video), but truthfully every day has been an adventure. Micah is so amazing. She is really learning to tell us what she needs, and what she doesn't. Swaddling: need it. Fortifier for Mama's milk: don't need it (painful gas). Holding time: need it. Worship time: what fun! Alone time: not so much. Car ride: Why not? L-o-n-g car ride: No, thank you. Diaper change: absolutely, unless it is just gas. Face time: love it! Knowing we right there when she wakes up: constantly.
We have been blessed. Micah smiles a lot. She is happy most of the time. So are we, even when we aren't seeing eye to eye (or even eye to foot). Micah likes being with us. She loves to just stare at our faces. She likes light. She is strong, she lifts her head and is already trying to turn over.
We are being cared for as well. The body of Christ is really pulling through for us: meals, counsel, encouragement, rejoicing, prayer, praise to the Lord on our behalf, understanding about Micah's need for isolation, loaning us some very cool baby stuff.
Sure, we're tired. We've never been so exhausted. Sure, it feels like we're failing sometimes. We've never had such an important "guest" in our home. Sure, our home is a disaster. Really, we don't care (much). One long stare from our little Ahava; one lengthy "I'm-memorizing-you, pay attention to me" gaze, and we can't help but remember: God has blessed us.
We have been blessed. Micah smiles a lot. She is happy most of the time. So are we, even when we aren't seeing eye to eye (or even eye to foot). Micah likes being with us. She loves to just stare at our faces. She likes light. She is strong, she lifts her head and is already trying to turn over.
We are being cared for as well. The body of Christ is really pulling through for us: meals, counsel, encouragement, rejoicing, prayer, praise to the Lord on our behalf, understanding about Micah's need for isolation, loaning us some very cool baby stuff.
Sure, we're tired. We've never been so exhausted. Sure, it feels like we're failing sometimes. We've never had such an important "guest" in our home. Sure, our home is a disaster. Really, we don't care (much). One long stare from our little Ahava; one lengthy "I'm-memorizing-you, pay attention to me" gaze, and we can't help but remember: God has blessed us.
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