Month: December 2015

Dear Mommy-to-Be

Dear Mommy-to-Be,

I know the positive pregnancy test that you hold in your hands feels heavy; it’s weighted down by all of the changes coming your way. It’s okay to feel excited and a little terrified because there is so much that’s unknown. Sweet Mama, let me encourage your heart today as you head down the winding road of motherhood.

Please don’t worry about everything with your pregnancy. While there are many things that we can be cautious of, there is still so much beyond our control. Just soak up this time with your precious baby. Enjoy every kick and each flutter of movement your child makes. Talk to your little one, sing often and play with the tiny fingers and toes that push out of your belly.

Your precious child is more aware of your presence than you can imagine and will come into the world knowing your voice. Mothers have a beautiful bond with their babies and yours will be no different.

It doesn’t really matter whether you have a boy or a girl. And, even if your child isn’t of perfect health, it won’t matter either. See, boy or girl, healthy or sick, you are going to love your little one with a love that is deeper and fuller than anything you have ever known. This love will give your heart a glimpse of the unconditional love that your Heavenly Father has for you.

When the time comes to meet your baby and your birth plan goes awry, don’t be discouraged. These things are unpredictable. Your friends’ births may have gone differently, but their story is not your story.

Be gentle with your children’s hearts. You are the love of their lives and everything you say and do will impact them more than you realize.

One day your child may speak harshly to you, in a tone that you have previously used. When that happens, it will be a painful indicator of a change you need to make and you’ll finally understand just how closely you are being watched.

Patience doesn’t come easy and praying for more may not be the answer you hope for. I’ve learned that God doesn’t just grant us patience, he teaches us to be patient. When you pray for patience, be prepared to experience even more growth opportunities.

In spite of all of the mistakes that you will make, don’t be hard on yourself. You must learn to love yourself, including all of the ugly parts, before you can fully accept your children as they are. (Chances are that your deepest struggles with your children will be because you see your own flaws reflected in them. Learn to accept those parts of you, work on improving them, and you may just see a positive change in your relationship with your kids.)

Always do the best you can; it’s the most anyone can ask for. And on those days when you make a wrong choice, ask for forgiveness. This will teach your children that everyone makes mistakes, but that things must be made right afterwards.

Be real with your kids: laugh with them, cry with them and experience life together.

Pray for your children daily. Pray for their health, their safety, their strength, their future spouses and anything else you can think of. Never underestimate the power of a praying parent.

Record your precious memories, whether it be by photos or a journal. Just don’t spend so much time documenting them that you forget to truly live in those moments.

No matter what happens, in times of joy and sorrow, remember that God is in control. Sweet Mama, keep that truth close to your heart on this journey, trust Him always and I promise that you will be just fine.

Blessings,

Elise

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” Psalm 139:13-16 (NIV)

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When the Holidays Hurt

“This isn’t what Christmas should look like!” The thought resonated through my mind as I took in the cold, white, barren room. The only hints of colour present were the pale yellow curtain next to the bed and my faded, blue hospital blanket. Shivering, I pulled the blanket closer and looked out the window. “At least there are Christmas lights in the distance,” I thought.

Oh, how I longed for the warm glow of the Christmas tree in the evenings. How my heart ached to hear my children’s squeals of delight as they counted down the days to Christmas. How I wished that I could feel my husband’s warmth when the nights grew cold.

Instead, I was stuck on bed rest in the hospital with a severe pregnancy complication. While others were crafting their Christmas lists, I wanted only one thing–for my baby to survive.

A tear fell as the reality hit hard; I was spending Christmas in the hospital this year. When everyone was gathering with their families, I was missing mine. I wished I could skip Christmas altogether.

And yet, in the midst of my sorrow, there was a tiny flicker in my heart–hope. Hope that my situation would improve, hope my Christmas could still be “merry” and hope that we would be celebrating our baby’s first Christmas the following year.

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13 (NIV)

Ever so slowly, that hope blossomed, and I realized that I can choose to let my circumstances get the best of me, or I can make the best of them.

This attitude shift allowed me to count my blessings instead of focusing on my losses. I reflected upon the kindness shown to me by friends and strangers alike, and I was truly grateful for my family, who did their best to give me a merry Christmas. Most of all, I was thankful that my baby continued to be healthy and strong. My Christmas may not have been ideal, but God gave me the strength to get through it with a positive outlook.

Perhaps you can relate. Maybe Christmas looks different for you this year because you are coping with your own sorrow. Let me encourage you; you aren’t alone. There are many people who are hurting alongside you, who wish that their circumstances were different. And while we may not be able to change what’s happening around us, we always have hope. We can hope for a brighter future, and we can hope that our stories will touch the lives of those around us.

Dear friend, I am praying for you today. I am praying for peace in the midst of your trials and for the strength to face this holiday season and all of the days ahead.

Blessings,

Elise

“…but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.” Romans 5:3-4. (NIV)

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