Towards the end of October I remember having a hard moment. I was tired and overwhelmed. I was hugely pregnant and was busy planning the Ward Halloween Party and Primary Program. I had been helping kids with homework and piano and violin. Caleb was gone late at a Stake Presidency meeting and I had finally put the kids to bed and hadn't been very sweet or patient about it.
I remember sitting down on my bed and looking around my room at laundry still to be folded and other various piles of things to be put away and tasks to accomplish and feeling utterly unequipped for any of it. Right there I asked God, "Was it wrong to choose to have this baby? I feel like I don't have it in me to be a good mother to this child."
The answer came instantly and clearly:
This child is a gift.
I knew then in my heart and mind that our desire to bring this spirit into our home was righteous. I felt that Heavenly Father knew of our sacrifices to be good parents to our children and grow our family and was sending us a choice spirit who would be a blessing and a joy. We just needed to welcome her and enjoy her, and be grateful.
I remember sitting down on my bed and looking around my room at laundry still to be folded and other various piles of things to be put away and tasks to accomplish and feeling utterly unequipped for any of it. Right there I asked God, "Was it wrong to choose to have this baby? I feel like I don't have it in me to be a good mother to this child."
The answer came instantly and clearly:
This child is a gift.
I knew then in my heart and mind that our desire to bring this spirit into our home was righteous. I felt that Heavenly Father knew of our sacrifices to be good parents to our children and grow our family and was sending us a choice spirit who would be a blessing and a joy. We just needed to welcome her and enjoy her, and be grateful.
I have been so grateful for that peace-giving answer over the last few weeks.
I went into labor a week early on November 13th and it was hard and fast. I snapped a blurry phone tummy picture just before heading in to the hospital around 4 AM. What a basketball!
Major back labor this time. Wowie, not fun.
But so worth it.
Our sweet littlest bean Greta arrived on November 13th at 6:55 AM.
She is a gift, and we all love her so dearly.
Here are a few more pictures from her sweet first days and weeks.
Our sweet littlest bean Greta arrived on November 13th at 6:55 AM.
So very grateful for this dear little caboose that has come to our family. Welcome home, Greta True Wilson.
1 comment:
Oh I loved reading this! And I just realized how much I love her name. She's so true! This is the sweetest capture of her birth and your feelings. Good job.
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