The Joys of Motherhood

Baby Baby Baby: The Joys of Motherhood

The Joys of MotherhoodTrying to gather my thoughts these days is like going on a three nights journey all in itself. The pregnancy fog never quite lifted. Instead, it graduated, went into the army, and became the best fog it could be. Oh, but it’s a lovely fog. A pink and fuzzy one filled to the brim with everything Talia Rose. While yes, I lose my car keys and a pacifier every single day, and my retention for new information is barely sixty seconds, I wouldn’t trade this for ANYTHING. I truly, truly, truly to the infinite power love being a Mother. Fair warning, the new mommy syndrome is real…and I have it. Needless to say this entire blog will be about Talia and the joys of motherhood, hence the title. But as a new mom I feel I’m entitled to at least one blog completely dedicated to my new love. I seriously don’t know how on Earth to even articulate all that I’ve experienced since October 21, 2015. But without further ado, let the scattered brain mommy bliss begin.

The Joys of Motherhood and the Delivery

I love thinking back to the day of my labor and the excitement of it all… Max and I singing The Final Countdown at the top of our lungs at five in the morning while timing early contractions… He, my mother and I having lunch all the way across town when the nurse called us to come in… The nurses and their incredible, incredible kindness and good humor… The endless supply of Ocean Spray Cran-grape Juice that seemed to come from Heaven… Looking over in the middle of the night and seeing Max and Mom asleep near by. Talia was born the next day at 12:17pm. I’ll never forget, they turned her around and her arms were spread wide open as they plopped her down on my chest. My tears ran to meet her. Labor is a strange thing. On the one hand, it’s the greatest pain you have ever felt, accompanied with a vast array of unrivaled discomforts. Absolutely all modesty is shot to the wind as a whole host of strangers are now privy to…your pocket book, as my Grandmother used to say. And then on the other hand, you have the pure miracle of it all… and this new collection of snapshots and memories that make it such a unique and treasured window in time. Yeah…it hurt, but the beauty of it is indescribable.

The Joys of Motherhood and Everyday Life

My sweet Tally is now three months old. She’s sprouting up like a tree and filling the house with huge smiles and a colorful cooing vocabulary. It amazes me how with each day I seem to fall even deeper in love with her. She’s my roll dog, bestie, butter pecan sugar booger. We do everything together. Even now she’s sleeping on my chest as I type this, because if I put her down she’ll wake up and then I won’t get anything done. This little girl’s love language is definitely touch.

These days are beautiful. But it’s not always butterflies, rainbows and daisies. One minute I’m thanking God and telling Him I can’t believe my life is so awesome. And then the next minute I’m completely frazzled and praying, “Jesus please help me”. Each day comes with it’s blessings, and each day comes with it’s challenges. As I am being brought into new territory that is causing me to rely on the Lord in ways I never have before, I can really feel Him drawing me into Himself and stretching my trust in Him. I find it so important to start my day with Him. Sharing my quiet time with my little one is a little different but it’s precious. I pray that the scriptures and prayers seep down into her little roots and take up permanent residence, watering her spirit as she grows.

The Joys of Motherhood and Fitness

On the fitness side of things, I’m easing my way through. I’m not setting myself up with great expectations of a three month snapback, I’m just taking it one day at a time. I’m eating pretty healthy and I get exercise about four times a week. I know that if I’m doing the right things the weight will start to fall off in good time. So I’m not trapped in a rhythm of checking my weight everyday. The results will follow the work. In the meantime, my focus is on giving my all to the Lord, and the precious ones He’s blessed my life with. I pray to be the clay in the Potter’s hands… mold me and shape me as you will, fill my heart with your love, take me over.

2 replies
  1. Ladell
    Ladell says:

    Congratulations on your bundle of joy and many blessings to you and Max both in this journey into parenthood. Thank you for sharing that faith must continue to be first in your life.

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  2. Donna
    Donna says:

    Danay, this post is beyond beautiful. I am so glad your “mommy brain” let you articulate your heart so poignantly. I will continue to encourage you to keep blogging as it truly is a gift from God. After reading the above, I have a smile on my face and feel my Spirit praising God. You are an awesome wife, mother and daughter.

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