L.O.V.E

I woke up in love.

Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the scent of your skin in the nape of his neck. This is the most extraordinary thing about motherhood – finding a piece of yourself separate and apart that all the same you could not live without.

-Jodi Picoult

I easily find myself staring at my child more often than not. I’m staring either in amazement, disbelief or a combination of the two. I’m amazed at the fact that God granted me the greatest gift I’ll ever receive within my lifetime: the gift of life. While I thank him regularly for the gift of my life and the ability to do all that I have done with it. This, however, is something extraordinarily special. He gifted me with (1) the opportunity to give life and (2) the opportunity to breathe life into this life each and every single day. How beautiful is that? My life alone is, now, on display 24/7 for my child to watch, model after and be amazed by. I have the greatest life assignment.

I’m in disbelief because each day that I am granted, I stare into his eyes (or at his closed eyelids) and I can’t believe that he is mine. He isn’t a child that I can give back. He grew in my womb for 9 1/2 months. I pushed him out. He is literally flesh of my flesh and blood of my blood. I am responsible for his life. Wow.

So, as nervous as I feel each day to be granted such a huge responsibility, I still stand in love.