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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Happy Mother's Day Indeed!

On Sunday, May 12, 2013, I got to celebrate my first Mother's Day.  I'm still overwhelmed by God's goodness. 
The day started off a little rough.  Sweet Pea had a lot of congestion (STILL) and cough going on and was having a difficult time breathing.  The night before,  she and I sat in the bathroom with the shower steaming away until we were both sweating and our hair frizzed out.  She thought it was great fun to sit on the edge of the tub playing with the shower curtain while I sweated my butt off sitting on the floor holding her.  After a night filled with a steamy bathroom, breathing treatments, bulb suctioning and rocking, she actually slept fairly well.  I on the other hand only got about 2 hours of sleep.  We ran out of albuterol and Cliff woke up about the time she was due for another treatment.  I handed off the baby and ran to the drugstore to get a refill.  Given the night we had, I wasn't sure we'd make it to church.  Baby was feeling better but momma was dragggggggggiiiiiiiiinnnngggg! (Did I mention that I've been sick with a cold all week?) I did NOT want to miss my first mother's day activities!  My mom was coming to church with us.  We had a BBQ at my brother's house afterwards.  I decided NOTHING was going to keep me from experiencing everything about the day.  I didn't want to miss a thing. 
We made it to church!  My favorite hymn is "Because He Lives".  I've loved that song for years.  Going through all of our infertility stuff and the depression and hardships that came along with it, I wondered how I would be able to face another day.  I can face tomorrow, because HE lives.  Because He lives, all fear is gone.  I often cried (like every....single....time) on the second verse of that song..."How sweet to hold a newborn baby and feel the pride and joy he gives".  I was always saddened and fearful that I would never know that feeling.  On Sunday, as I stood in church,  holding my little girl in her pretty purple dress, we began singing that song.  I made it through the first verse but come the second verse?  Wait!  What is that?? Oh yes here comes the ugly cry!  I stood there holding my "newborn" baby, smelling that heavenly baby smell, feeling all the pride and joy in the world...something I never thought I'd get the chance to experience and i began sobbing.  I couldn't believe that everything I'd gone through had finally lead to this moment.  I never gave up and God was gracious to bless us with this beautiful little girl. 
After church we headed to my brother's house and got to spend the day with beloved family and friends.  I loved seeing my little niece so attentive to the baby.  She would hold the bottle, cover the baby up with her blanket,  bounce her in the bouncy seat, pat the top of her head.  She's so fascinated by her.   I think she's ready to be a big sister ;)
We went home and I was exhausted.  I sat in the recliner while Daddy took care of baby for a bit, catching up on all of the well wishes, texts, facebook posts and cards I'd received throughout the day.  I sat drinking from my saucer because my cup had overflowed.

-Drinking From My Saucer-
I've never made a fortune, and it's probably too late now.
But I don't worry about that much, I'm happy anyhow
And as I go along life's way,
I'm reaping better than I sowed.
I'm drinking from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed.

Haven't got a lot of riches,
and sometimes the going's tough
But I've got loving ones all around me,
and that makes me rich enough.
I thank God for his blessings,
and the mercies He's bestowed.
I'm drinking from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed.

I remember times when things went wrong,
My faith wore somewhat thin.
But all at once the dark clouds broke,
and the sun peeped through again.

So Lord, help me not to gripe,
about the tough rows I have hoed.
I'm drinking from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed.

If God gives me strength and courage,
When the way grows steep and rough.
I'll not ask for other blessings,
I'm already blessed enough.

And may I never be too busy,
to help others bear their loads.
Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer,
'Cause my cup has overflowed.

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