My older sister Krista had her 6th baby a few weeks ago, a beautiful little girl named Adaleen.
Adaleen has come into a home full of prayers.
My sister’s five older children have prayed every day for this baby.
They asked their parents "Please can we have another baby in our home."
They are so in love. This is her last baby and she is enjoying every moment.
I asked if I could take a few photos.
This one is my favorite.
What is it about a baby that makes me swoon and gush and feel my heart grow about 10,000 times?
This little baby is so sweet; she just radiates heaven in her tiny little breaths.
Her little fingers clutch to her mother’s and it’s just so precious.
And for the first time since I’ve had Eden, I feel that little tug.
To all you mother’s out there. How do you know?
When you’re at the point?
Babies or no more babies?
I don’t enjoy the overwhelmed mother who exasperates:
“I’m so done! No more babies for me!”
Don’t get me wrong, I understand that whole feeling, I just don’t think deciding to be done having babies should have a singe of anger in the background of the decision.
I need to hear some thought-out, prayed about, contemplated, soft spoken responses from women who’ve been there because this answer doesn’t come easy to anyone.
If I’m done, I have the best caboose ever.
Eden’s precious and gentle and gracious.
We play dolls before her nap.
I follow her around her room, taking in how she walks and talks and goes about her girly-playing business.
I could watch her all day long. What am I saying, I do watch her all day long. :)
Children are such a gift.
I just can’t believe I’m approaching, and probably even passed, that time in my life when baby making may be over.
But, there’s still time, just not much.
So, how do you know?
And when you're done, how do you deal?