Friday, November 1, 2013

Comforting Arms

If any of you have kids, you probably know the feeling when your child just melts into your arms and falls asleep. There is truly nothing like it. Since we brought Zola home at an older infant age, and because she is such a wonderful sleeper, these moments have been few and far between. We don't complain though, because she usually goes right down for her naps and for bed time. We are very thankful she is such a good sleeper, and can sooth herself to sleep. But, when those moments come that she does fall asleep in our arms, they are so cherished.

I just encountered one, literally minutes ago. We were on our way to music class, but she just wasn't having the car ride. She has gotten quite used to being in the car, so I knew she was tired. The tell tale signs of, rubbing her eyes, yawning, and crying in the car. We turned around, and I came home to lay her down. She chatted for awhile, like usual, and then I thought she fell asleep. She didn't, and that was fine. I went up to get her, and just scooped her up and sat on our rocking chair, she immediately lay her head on my chest and just melted into me. I didn't want to move, I didn't want to get up, and I was cherishing this moment. It took about 5 minutes, with heavy eyes, but she fell asleep. Those sweet little lips pursed together, her breathing, and her arms wrapped around mine... something I will never forget. I then realized before I went up I had her noodles on the stove, so I did have to lay her down and let her sleep in her crib, true mom moment right there ;)

There are so many days, I lay her down and come downstairs to clean up, meal plan, or take a moment to eat some lunch. I'm thankful for today that I was able to stop doing things, and embrace that sweet moment.

As I was sitting up there with her in my arms, I thought to myself, how often is God doing the same thing? Just waiting for us to come into His embrace and just melt into Him. How often am I not doing this? Honestly, I can answer that question with not enough. It was such a wonderful reminder that I need to push off some of my housework and melt into His arms when I have my free time. I try so hard to be the best mom and wife on the outside, that sometimes I forget where my focus needs to be constantly. Without Him first I won't be the best mom and wife that God has created me to be. I cannot do this on my own. I pray daily for God's strength and wisdom in raising Zola, but I need to be more diligent besides just in prayer.

Today marks November 1st, and a lot of people take this month to remind themselves what they are thankful for. I try to do this daily, but I am forever thankful for the sweet moment with Zola today and the reminder that God is waiting for those moments with me too.