I’ve been struggling to write this blog for the past 7 weeks. Today is the first time I have had a moment to sit down and think about what I wanted to say, to think, to feel, to share. See, 7 weeks ago today, Jeremy and I welcomed our daughter Jocelyn into this world. For 9 ½ months, we prepared for a different lifestyle and prayed for restful nights. Our preparation and prayers were answered (with more sleep than rest) but God wanted to make sure Jeremy and I understood the complete sacrifice of parenthood.
This journey has been different. I won’t say hard because with God all things are possible, but I will say different. We had to establish an alternate schedule to when each of us leaves the house, who tends to the baby, when I wash clothes and even to steal quiet moments for us. And, I wouldn’t change this sacrifice for the world. When I look in Jocelyn’s eyes, I see promise, dedication and innocence. While my body has changed dramatically in the last 2 months, my daughter helps me understand the ultimate sacrifice of Jesus. I love her so much, I find myself wanting to do anything to make sure she is safe. The things I used to do, words I used to say and emotions I used to feel, I see leaving my life because I know I have to be better! She depends on me and I can’t half step. It feels good knowing that Jesus gave His body for me and you!
Jocelyn’s calling me. I gotta run.. time is no longer mine =). Thanks for listening (well reading) and hopefully, I’ll be back soon!
Running to Jocey,
~Mrs. G
