I heard it from everyone, “a baby changes everything.” I expected it and welcomed the idea of change with wonder and discernment. Of course I’m no expert, in fact I’m not sure I have the credentials to talk about this, as we just welcomed our baby boy a short one month ago. But in that time everything has indeed changed – and I’m not complaining.
Where change is most evident is in my relationship with my husband. He is not the same man I fell in love with 6 years ago nor is he the man I married nearly 3 years ago… I feel like I’m dating a new man and it’s been kinda amazing!
He’s this gentle giant who tries with all his might and delicacy to nurture our newborn son. I watch him as he keeps his patience during diaper explosions and as he tries to communicate with Carter, who can only respond with crying and a piercing staring contest. He loves him.
I love him.
“They” whoever “they” are said, “good luck”, “it’ll get easier”, “enjoy your husband now” but I’m sorry if I offend you – I don’t need luck, I need grace (a lot of it). I don’t need easier, I need to love myself through all this change as I learn to nurture the new relationship I have with a new little human who was born in to a great big world. And, I definitely am enjoying my husband even more as we grow in to our new roles as parents.
Yes, a baby changes everything.
It has opened my eyes to what is most important in this life, like my relationship with my mother, friendships rooted in Love, sharing the gospel and encouraging others to have a relationship with a God of miracles. It has awoken this love in me that needed to be awaken. Like the lyrics from, Set A Fire declare, “[ motherhood has ] set a fire in my soul, that I can’t contain, that I can’t control” – and I see that I need God now more than ever.
These are the changes I have welcomed. And there are some I haven’t. Like, sleep deprivation, an appetite fit for a grown man (thank you breast feeding), the worry gene and the protective mama gene ( I didn’t mean to give the “touch my child and you die look) it just happens.
Yep, everything has changed, blossomed and developed. And I wouldn’t want it any other way at this point. I feel like I’m exactly who I am suppose to be, where I am suppose to be and I have never felt more at home in this life.
Motherhood is beautiful.
Gotta run! I can here the baby waking for his late night feeding and Andrew just whispered, “thank you for having boobs” and to me it’s the sweetest compliment ever. I smile, almost chuckle at the comment.
You’re welcome babe.
Thank you, God for boobs. For breast milk. For fearfully and wonderfully making the woman’s body. For meeting all our needs. For change.
Yes, a baby changes everything – for the better.