|"Mama Snuggles" by artist Maureen Hargrove|
Last night, the fourth time B woke up calling for us, it was my turn to check on him. He just wanted to be cuddled and rocked, and as I softly sang the many soul-refreshing verses of "Amazing Grace" to him, he buried his head in the crook of my neck as he never does during the daylight hours, his blanket held snugly against him. I breathed in his no-longer-baby smell, still sweet, and just ... dwelled.
But I have precious moments of grace like last night.
Then I read heart-wrenching mama-for-too-short-a-time testimonials like this.
I think I'm beginning to catch quick glimpses what it means to relax even more, to remember that I am more than just "mama," to grow in grace and self-control as a daughter of the King, to let the unimportant things go, to focus on the kingdom work of raising my child, to truly treasure these little years.