Call me blessed.

My three snugglers

The other day was a bad day. I was grumpy, owly and snapping at the kids- especially at Richie.  ( I should have just taken care of the problem instead of nagging) My stress levels were up and it was late and I had lots of stuff to do before bed. I rushed my children to their respective beds- Lillon wailing for something to drink as I dashed out to get Eden to bed. As I sat their nursing her and staring out my window I began to relax a little. Some of the things I thought were urgent and had to be done tonight really could wait until morning. I began to relax a little. Thank you, Lord, for the hormones that help Mommies unwind while feeding their babies! Thankfulness began to fill my soul- thankfulness for a baby to hold in my arms and snuggle before bed. She dropped off to sleep and I tucked gently her in her crib. As I left the room, I heard Richie calling me- I had forgotten his goodnight hug and kiss in my rush. I went to the side of his bed and he wrapped his arms around me and said, “You are my good and sweet Mommy!”then planted a big kiss on my cheek. “Good” and “sweet” were far from what I had been for most of the day, but something in those words which I could tell came from the depths of his little heart were a balm for my weary Mommy heart. After finishing my few tasks left, I crawled in my own bed warmed with a love for my children and thought about how God loves us even when we aren’t being very “good” or “sweet”. O the depths of love it must have taken for Him to die for me-me who had nothing to offer Him but a heart full of sin and self! How He must care for us to love when we have nothing to love about us!

1Pe 5:7  Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.

Rom 5:7  For scarcely for a righteous man will one die: yet peradventure for a good man some would even dare to die.
Rom 5:8  But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

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2 Responses to Call me blessed.

  1. Heather Sharpe says:

    I enjoyed reading this SO MUCH Brooke! Thank you for sharing, it’s encouraging and motivating to me. And I can totally relate to those moments while nursing and cuddling with my baby, and then feeling the stress of the day wash away and be replaced by all those wonderful hormones! 🙂 And 1 Peter 5:7 was exactly what I needed to hear today as well. <3

  2. Angela says:

    What a wonderful story! Your post brought back a flood of memories. I remember when my kids were smaller {I still do it}, but when they were smaller and I had one to nurse and this and that going on.

    I was schooling with paper strung all over the house, but in the midst of mess and chaos we would sit and read books. It was the only thing I could do to calm all of our souls. Well, when it was time to turn in, I would pray and thank God for that dad and the kids ’cause although it was hard it really had been a good and Godly day 🙂

    Sounds like you have a few of those days as well. Bless you.

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