Melting Mommy Moments

A mother's love is a unique kind of love.  You will not be able to find it anywhere else.  It isn't that you love that child more than your husband, but it is in a different kind of way.  When Kirby was first born, I had to remind myself what God says about our love and how it is to be.  I searched and searched for the exact verses that say, "Love God first, your husband second, your children third, and everything else after."  It is just one of those principles that isn't clear as glass, its more like clear as mud.  But if you read God's word and study the scriptures that support each other, you will come away with what God breathed into these inscriptions. As a wife and mother, He wants you to love what He has given you with your whole heart.  I don't know if you necessarily will love one more than the other, but there will come times in your life where you will need to learn through love to put your husband before your children.  I don't think He means when you have a new born baby that is needing to be fed to make sure you feed your husband first.  I believe that He means when it comes to life in general, when you look back on how you served your family, as a whole, did your husband feel your love as much as your children did?  Did your husband know that he was a priority in your life over your child's gymnastics class or baseball games?  Did your husband feel like you were willing to work hard during the day sometimes and prioritize moments so that you could spend some one-on-one time with him?  Did your husband feel the love that Christ intended for a wife to give?  The way I tell the difference in love for our Kirby and my CR is this: with Kirby, my heart melts with sweetness and sometimes gets puffed up with a sense of pride for what God has in trusted us with; for CR I get butterflies in my tummy and goosebumps all over my skin.  I love them both so much, but I have learned over the last 21 months there is a different kind of love.

I can't help but think about God's love in these situations.  I think about my love for Kirby and CR; I can't imagine loving anything more.  I can't imagine having anymore room in my heart, yet God loves us 7000 times more.  And not just me, but each and everyone (John 3:16 says He loved the world) of His children.  Can you imagine?  Be still and know for a moment with me.  Close your eyes and let God's love infiltrate your heart.  I do hope you did that with me because it just brought me to tears.  That is just a tiny morsel of what His love is for us.  Even when we as his little children steal a cookie from the cookie jar; He still loves us that much.  Even when we fall off the bandwagon and sleep in too long to read His inspired word; He still loves us that much.    My prayer for each of you is that you know this love.  If you don't and want to know how to receive it, please ask me or someone at a church how.  It is simple and it is the only decision you need to make in this life.

Some recent Melting Mommy Moments with Kirby
~ She has started to request songs at night.  We have always sung and rocked for about 3 songs, but lately when I get to the last song and I kiss her on the head, she leans forward and says, "Song, one more" and shows me one.  How can you not sing one more?
~She now likes to snuggle a little bit in the morning on the couch.  This used to be a daddy thing every morning, but now she wants to "up"with mommy.
~She will now lay her head on our shoulders and squeeze really, really tight when giving hugs.

~When something goes wrong (right now mainly having an accident) she will come to me, pull on my finger to come with her, and says "Oh no, oh no no no".
~At night she starts her prayer.  Sometimes I am in the middle of a song and she says, "pray".  As I begin, she starts naming off people we are thankful for.  It usually starts off with "daddy raaaay" and then a giggle.  As we name off everyone, she giggles afterwards.  When we say amen, she puts her head up and blows kisses to God and says, "nigh nigh".
~When I say her name about something, sometimes she smiles and says, " KK".  I don't want her to have a nickname (Im in love with Kirby) so I hope this doesn't stick or get picked up by anyone else ;).

I am starting to understand the love that my mother has for me.  I fully understand the protection love that she had for me in high school and in college when she wasn't sure I was making the right decisions.  Sometimes I think forward to Kirby being that age and I quiver.  I literally have to shake my head to get it out.  I know that with God as our guide we will survive raising a child, but it scares me to death in this current world.  I know that must be how every mother has felt since the dawn of time.  Each generation is so different than the previous, that one can not imagine their baby living in such a disaster.  The place I always come back to is this: God's word never changes, so if we live our lives and raise our child according to His direction with His guidance, you are doing all you can do as a mother who loves her child.

"Fathers, do not exasperate your children; instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord."  Ephesians 6:4