A new season
The last six weeks have been the most rewarding, life changing and eye opening season of my life. The season of motherhood, has not only brought sunshine, but like any season, dark clouds lingered and sometimes heavy rains poured. Then came those rainbow moments, where I am filled with hope until the sunshine appears again!
As I look at the number of plastic containers in my kitchen, I give thanks to God for great friendships. I thank God for blessing my friends, so they can be a blessing unto myself and others. For those who couldn’t visit in the first few weeks, kept in touch via regular messages and calls. I give God thanks for each and everyone of them.
BC Life (Before Christ)
As I reflect on my BC life, I am certain that I wouldn’t have been the mother I am, if it wasn’t for Jesus. I believe that I was predestined to be a mother and God wanted to ensure that I was spiritually prepared for this role. God knew his gal wouldn’t have been able to handle the few stretch marks and the extra weight, without Jesus. My hubby wouldn’t have heard the end of it.
As I look at my strech marked hips, I feel no shame. Of course, I would love to lose the extra pregnancy weight, but I know that will happen in time. However, every now and then, the enemy attempts to steal my joy and I found mysef clinging to Jesus evermore. I continue to call on Him.
I’ve called one him when I’m sleep deprived. I’ve called his name when the thought of being on my own with baby hits home or when I’m worried about how I’ll manage when my other half goes away.
Yes, I know that as a child of God we are not to worry or be anxious about anything, but your girl isn’t perfect. I’m sure I’m not alone here! I am just grateful that I know what to do if worry kicks in. I no longer dwell on the situation, instead, I share my worries with God and I also share them with praying friends, as I try to figure things out.
Figuring it out
I was raised in a close knit extended family. Mama, always had it figured out when it comes to raising children. She had raised eleven children with Daddy and managed well. At home ( St.Vincent), every one took turns with baby and the child was raised by the community. In the UK, it was different, with little family support, it’s a struggle. Lift your hand if you’re in a similar boat or you know what I’m talking about. I see you shaking your head sis. I feel you too! You’re telling me it will get better.
In the first few weeks, I found myself missing mama and her remedies. She knew what every cry meant and what to do when baby griped. As I looked at the hubby and I figuring it all out, I thought of mama. It was all trial and error for us, but with God’s help we managed. I thank God that we were both able to figure it out together.
Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 NIV
My hubby returned to work following his two weeks paternity leave. Let me take a moment and give thanks to God for this. Did you know that in some countries men do not get paternity leave? How blessed are we.
As a military family, God provided me with an eye opening experience, following the hubby’s return to work. I had heard about the struggles that the wives of serving soldiers face, but it never truly hit home until now.
Ladies, you are ever so strong, you deserve all the love from your men. It’s tough! From being on your own with baby during the day and having to feed through the night. Your other half strecthes his hands to help, but within the next few minutes he falls asleep! He is exhausted too! Everyone tells you to sleep when baby sleeps, but you’re thinking of cooking or cleaning. So you just managed to get everything done, then baby’s up! Game over!
Women cheers to you! If you’re a father doing this on your own, you deserve all the love too. Husbands, give your wives a hug. We don’t always tell you what goes on in your absence, because we know that you need to concentrate at work and you’ve had a rough day as well. Don’t judge us if you see an untidy house every now and then; we try our best. When we say we need a break, in no way do we mean we hate being a mother. We just need some time out, some space, a breather to get back to doing an amazing job again.
It’s wonderful to know that as a child of God, the Holy Spirit lives in us. Motherhood requires the gifts of the Holy Spirit. When there is a crying baby in the house, you need the gift of self control. You need patience when your nipples are sore in the first week and you feel like giving up. You need to be gentle with baby and your other half, when you’re feeling tired and frustrated. You need to remain faithful on cloudy days. It is only through his peace you will remain calm; when someone harmlessly comments about your pregnancy weight, without understanding your frame of mind at the time. Through it all, you’ll need love. Love makes babies grow; it is also the thing that keeps the family together during this season.
Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13 NLT
During the past six weeks, I was able to place myself in the shoes of those parents whom I once judged. Yes, the mothers with the untidy homes or the ones whose babies were harmed in their care ( intentionally or not). I realised how it stings when that person can be you. Although I knew the procedures in regards to a child being removed, I was worried about being judged for being a bad mother. I worried about if she fell or if she was somehow hurt in my care, how it will be categorised under the safeguarding threshold. How my clumsiness can cause her to suffer unintentionally, yet under the law it could be seen as a case of harm and abuse! I think of how worrying it might be for the parents who do not know how the system works. I now thank God for the opportunity to see the need to be more empathetic and less judgemental in the future.
It gets easier
As I look at my sleeping baby. I see how important it is to trust and believe in the promises of God. He told us that we can do all things through Christ who gave us strength. I believe every word of this. As I look at my baby’s cheeks, I thank God that I didn’t give up on breastfeeding in the first few weeks. I thank God for the gift of family and true friendships. I thank God for the trials which he has given me thus far. I feel like I’m climbing; a faith ladder, and as the tests appear, I keep climbing and as I climb I get to witness another dimension of God’s glory. You get what I mean?
Here’s to strong women
Women, I admire you for your strength and courage. With or without family support, motherhood comes with its joys and challenges for every woman. May God build his home in you.
God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.
Psalms 46:5 NIV
To the wives of serving soldiers, take a bow! I admire you for holding your family down and keeping your home together when your husband gets deployed. I admire you for finding ways to be a wife, mother, sister and friend all at once. May God look over you. May God strengthen you to be the pillar for your family. May you be the thermostat for your home; create an atmosphere of warmth and love despite the challenges. May you and your household serve the Lord ( Joshua 24:15)
Single parents, you deserve so much praise! May God send a helper for you! May your children show you the utmost love and respect. May you continue to lean on God to strengthen you. May God bless and protect your family. May you teach his children about his word daily.
And you must commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these commands that I am giving you today. Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up.
Deuteronomy 6:6-7 NLT
I cannot forget those strong women who have yet to encounter the season of motherhood. The ones who remain strong for us, when we need a shoulder to cry on. The ones who treat our babies as their own, while they silently pray for their own little blessing. That takes strength! May God bless your womb. May you be rewarded.
Children are a gift from God
Despite the sleepless nights and cries, which doesn’t last forever, they are truly a blessing. The smile on their faces make it all worthwhile in the end. So yes, the season of motherhood has brought some showers of rain, but also some showers of blessing.
As the season continues, my prayer is that as challenges appear, I’ll continue to climb that faith ladder until I am blinded by God’s glory. It’s only through his Word we can be the parents he wants us to be.
May God bless you and thank you for reading. Don’t you give up!