"For You O Lord are a shield about me, You are the glory and lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3

"For You O Lord are a shield about me, You are the glory and lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Tapestry of Motherhood

I love this word, I mean l-o-v-e it.
It encompasses a wonder of many things, endless emotions, and constant demand.  The tapestry is a beauty of fabrics, each intertwining creating an indescribable masterpiece on display.  
Right now, this mama thing is bringing out the cheerleader with a side of I'm-a-complete-nut.
Sister pulled to stand today.
She only lasted a few seconds but you best believe I was cheering and clapping and quite sure have completely convinced sweet Bunny that I am in fact completely nuts.

It's true.

We are celebrating this milestone.  
We've thrown out the norm, the calendar, the timeline of when babies should be.  She will ___ pull up, walk, and talk when she's ready.  And when she does, we will celebrate and I will try not to cry.  

And maybe I will just cry like a baby because I just can't help it.

It's carrying babies to bed upstairs at the end of a long day when she's far past this phase, but she's asked me to and my heart simply cannot decline her plea.
It's choosing to not find peace in productivity and instead choosing them, to sit and play and most likely make more messes to be cleaned up later.  
Motherhood is all of the loveliness and beauty of His trustworthy provision of heavenly gifts, the entrustment of royalty of the next generation that will change this world.  Motherhood is the daily grinds of laundry and diapers, laying the foundation of training up warriors to shake up the kingdom of darkness.  

And it's really hard.

With Jonathan...he and his beautiful wife will soon be on this journey and we just can't wait!

It's the floor to ceiling mirror that reflects to me my ugliness and flaws I don't want sewn into my babies and so desperately crave the Lord's intervention to quickly remove and replace with better.  His better.
I found the girls sleeping as they held hands.  I'll take Precious Moments for 300, Alex.

Sometimes the sacrifice and challenge leave me weary and feeling like I have nothing left.
And sometimes that happens by 8am.

His mercies are new every morning.  Sometimes I need a double portion.  He is always faithful.
And while we're talkin' double portions, homemade French Vanilla Creamer came to the rescue this morning.  
French Vanilla Creamer
1 c. whole milk
1 c. heavy cream
4 tbl. syrup
1 tbl. vanilla extract 
- whisk over medium heat, turn off heat and cover for 30 minutes
I think one of my favorite memories is having my babies in the winter, shuffling into the kitchen for a cup of coffee in one hand, and a sweet lil' nugget in the other.


Motherhood is kissing those pink newborn cheeks over and over because she's so sweet and tender.  Staying up all night to hold her because that's what she wants and needs and this mama's contending heart for royalty leaves her with nothing but endless love and affection for her new gift.  
Anniston Joy.  
There are so many phases to this motherhood journey that make my heart swell with joy and tears.  Newborn noises and crossed little feet are the best.  Hands down.
Welcome little one.

It's giving into her wishes of simplicity and just us, no singing of 'happy birthday' and a quiet evening together, in true Sophie style.

I'm learning to embrace this masterpiece He is weaving, the masterpiece He is entrusting me with.  

I'm choosing to align my heart with only His truth, because nothing else will suffice and I can sense the moment I've allowed a lie to take the needle and thread.
Because tomorrow holds a fresh start, a blank canvas, and a new day.  
To tell her she's loved and mark her heart with the truth that she is valuable and precious.
To write the words, to sew them deep into her heart how much I love her.

And tomorrow this fabric, this tapestry, will surround her.

"For we are His masterpiece, created in Christ Jesus to do good works,
which He prepared before so that we would walk in them."
Ephesians 2:10


  1. i'm obsessed and i can't stand it! cutest girls, ever! the whole time i read = big smile! love y'all

  2. YAY Ali Beth!!!! One of my favorite milestones because it just flat out cracks me up. They are so tiny yet there they are standing up like a big person. LOVE IT!!

    Happy belated birthday Sophie!