shhhhhhh...

I've got a little secret. This book. For the past year or so, I have been faithfully reading the blog of a friend of a friend. I was referred to her first for her photography. It is amazing. I love the way she sees little people. I also love what she writes. She's a mother of 5 and certainly has her up and downs. She never tries to make it seem as though it is all a bowl of cherries. I appreciate that so much. She and her mother wrote a book together this year. All about motherhood and little secrets to help us see the joy in it.

My hospital stay after I had Margaret wasn't what I hoped it would be. SHE was wonderful. She wanted me alot, but I was fine with that. I loved it actually. In those 2 days, we existed for eachother. But the hospital was hot. It felt like 80 degrees to me...all the time. So if I felt stressed...I felt REALLY stressed. Dripping. Uncomfortable. My window wouldn't open. Quite frankly, by the second day, I was ready to bust out of there. Generally I love the hospital. The doting nurses. Peace and quiet. Not this time. I wanted to go, but I couldn't yet. My Mom came on that second day, so Dave felt like he should probably stay at home with her rather than in the hospital with me. I REALLY didn't have a problem with that, until about 10 o'clock that night. I was exhausted, but couldn't sleep. The baby was down in the nursery. I was too hot...and I was lonely. I was overwhelmed with emotions. I needed my husband so badly, but I knew I couldn't call him over so late at night. I would just manage. At that moment, tears running down my cheeks, I hear the door open. In walks my sweet husband. With him was this book. A gift from my Mom. I have no doubt that the Lord knew I needed him right then. I needed his calming touch and voice. Even if just for a few minutes. He also knew I needed the words that were in that book. My Mom listened to promptings she may have had, and bought it for me. I stayed awake reading for hours. It changed my entire attitude. I could forget the heat. I was a mother of five. I was so blessed. I know things will be tough. They already have been. But I have some secrets now. Some reminders. Motherhood is sacred. My children are treasures. I CAN do it. I have help. Divine help.