It’s four in the morning. You hear the little feet heading to your bedroom, or the cry for you.
Mama you are safe.
You are hero.
You are home not matter where your located.
Some dread the middle of the night cries. Very few are eager to get up. When my sister was a baby my mom said this. “I don’t mind getting up for your sister in the middle of the night. If I could I would have for all of my children who I couldn’t go to. ” Being adopted at an older age no one came for my cries.
She gave me a perspective that I wish many would have. It is a blessing to adopt, to do foster care, to give birth, and be a mom someday. Children are a blessing not a nuisance. Our lives are changed but not ruined.
Many women have “warned” me that when Peter and I start getting babies
Saying things like: “Enjoy your sleep now” or “your going to be so cranky” or “good luck because your going to hate it.”
I respond shaking my head saying ” You make it sound so bad.”
First of all shame on you. Simple fact: babies cry. They need you. The specific babies we are getting don’t know I am safe. So yes they may cry longer and harder then most. Why? Because they don’t know that I am safe, and I too can be hero and home. Snuggles are foreign to them. As I rock my bunny in our nursery I say a prayer for all the children who do not have safe arms to rock them back to sleep.
Mamas I encourage you in the lack of sleep to cherish the moments.
Hug a little longer.
Count it as a blessing.
They don’t stay this small forever.