A growing baby, a growing love.

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I always thought of the “wave” as an activity for a crowd, but these days, the wave is experienced by me and baby, alone on a quiet afternoon when I’ve heeded the warning of my friends to rest.  My heart swells, moved with love for the little being growing in me.  I look at my siblings children and can’t imagine more beautiful small people. Then I consider that I value uniqueness so very much, and our baby will be the unique combination of Zach and myself, designed by the Master, with quirks all his/her own!     

Little one in me, I think of you all day long,

I encourage your kicks, write you a song.

I pray for you because I see the hurt here,

I must entrust you to God, without fear.

He’s allowed you to grow seven months in me,

What a grace, what kind of mother will I be?

“You’ll be great!”  “A wonderful mom!” folks say,

You will change me, when you come on that day.

My identity, my thoughts, my calling will be new,

I cannot promise I’ll be great, but what is true,

I will give you to God, day after day, all your life,

I’ll applaud your efforts in joy and strife,

I will give you what God has give to me,

A love that is from Him, wild and free.

I don’t know what form that love will take,

I don’t know what kind of sacrifice we will make,

But I know it will seem, a drop in a stream,

A overwhelming love in my heart’s eye gleam.

Is this how my God treasures me?

Am I being given new eyes to see,

A mother’s love, one that transforms,

Sheltering another from life’s storms,

Applauding each success,

Expecting the best

“Little one in me, I think of you all day long?

Encouraging my heart, singing me a song?”

Is this how my God thinks of me?