Today my second daughter turned one year old. I was recently re-watching the video of me birthing her and bringing her into the world and something caught my attention I hadn’t noticed before. When she finally comes out and there is all the commotion (which actually wasn’t much in this scene), there is the normal chatter and me, the birthing woman, saying all sort of incoherent things that mostly mean, “give me my baby”. The first real intelligible words that leave my mouth are these: “That was so easy.”

HA!

Can you believe that? And it was, truly. I think I was the most well supported woman in that hospital probably for the entire month of November. I had so many people loving on me before the birth and so many surrounding me (in multiple ways). I was covered. I popped that baby out without any difficulty (all things considering) and I held her in my arms and was just amazed.

God buys back really bad birth experiences and gives us new ones. Right, Sarah? And he continues to do that in other areas of my life. He does.

So here’s to God and his love for me as a mother, as a birthing woman and as a courageous, pink-caped soul! And here’s to the little life he formed in my womb and brought into being, Scarlet Charlene. I celebrate her this day and all that she means to me.

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