A sterile hospital room transforms into a sanctuary of life the moment a bundle of strength and tenderness is handed to his mom for the first time. Labor ceases and the high calling of mothering sets in motion destiny.
The look in a newborn’s eyes when he beholds his mother is one of life’s most heavenly moments. Studying her face with an adoring glare, he revels in the sound of her voice. Delivered from creation into earthly arms, a newborn baby captures a mother’s heart, by design. They study us, these little ones do. Watching our every move, memorizing our lives.
“It is no small thing, when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.” Charles Dickens
Our little ones are enthralled by us and this dynamic requires around the clock relating. For a young mom, being followed by a talkative toddler and interrogated by a preschooler with more questions than one has answers, is a daily routine. No wonder we grow to relish the sound of silence and find naptime divine!
But somewhere between non-stop talking and following us everywhere our children change in how they relate to us. We busy ourselves with life’s duties without realizing they are no longer talking to us, staring at us, following us everywhere. Is something wrong? [Read more...]