We have had a bright, full moon this week. Convenient, as I have spent a lot of time awake, groping in the semi-dark to comfort and feed the crying child that refuses to sleep. We moms like to talk about the first time our baby "sleeps through the night" but for some reason we leave it at that. We refuse to admit that sleeping through the night is never really going to happen again consistently. Ever. They may be capable of sleeping all night but inevitably they will get hungry, they will lose the pacifier, bunny will get stuck in the bed rails, fever will strike, they will fall out of bed and bump their heads...so I guess I should just embrace it once and for all. I should try to tell myself (over and over and over...) that a day will come when they are grown and gone and I would give anything to hear a small voice cry mama in the night just one more time. At every age and stage in their young lives there will be something dragging us from sleep to comfort them by the light of the moon. Tired as I may be, there is something beautiful in that.
You have a way with words! I have tears in my eyes. I was just reading how mothers fulfill the verse Matthew 25:35-36 just about every day. "For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger an you invited me (from birth) I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me."
ReplyDeleteYou are so right....thank you for your thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThe hardest part of motherhood: learning to enjoy the trials, which are actually the blessings!
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