An anxious mom's worries are comforted by a blessed moment.
His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness…—II Peter 1:3 (NIV)
“Here you go, Mom!” the nurse said. It was two hours after my C-section and I was about to see my son for the first time. His high-pitched cries grew louder as the nurse brought him to me. Oh no, I thought, what have I gotten myself into?
“Here’s Mom,” the nurse said putting him into my arms. A wrinkled red face looked up at me. As I laid his head on my chest, the word mom stuck in my mind. I didn’t feel much like a mom. Would I be a good one? Would I have the answers, know how to stop his crying, be able to put him to sleep?
He was warm in my arms, snug in a white-pink-and-blue-striped blanket. He squinted up at me. I was so caught up in looking down at this baby I had imagined and anticipated for months that I didn’t notice the silence.
“Isn’t that something,” the nurse said. “He hasn’t stopped crying since we took him from the OR and now look at him, so happy. He knows his mama.”
A calm reassurance covered me. Trust this, I thought. Trust this beautiful little boy who knew you as his mother even before you did.
Thank You, Lord, for giving me all I need to be Solomon’s mom.