Wow, it has been a really long time since I’ve posted to this blog! If anyone out there is still reading, thanks for sticking with me. For any of you who don’t know me personally, I’m happy to announce that my daughter, Sarah Kate, was born on April 27. She is healthy, a great sleeper, and very snuggly and sweet. She has already captured the hearts of her two older brothers. (Although her arrival may or may not have anything to do with Will deciding he is no longer going to use the potty.)
I have to admit, I was very anxious about Sarah Kate’s first few weeks. I struggled a lot after my last baby (Will) was born–I was a mess emotionally, spiritually, and relationally. I was hopeful that things would be different this time around, mostly because when my boys were born, I was not consistently in God’s Word. Thankfully, by God’s grace, I have a more sure foundation this time around.
Now, one month into this grand adventure of life with three kids, I can see God’s faithfulness to our family in so many ways. Sarah Kate’s first week was rough from a sleeping perspective . . . she was happy to sleep during the day but not at all interested in sleeping at night. My husband had taken that first week off, so he was a huge help to me in the middle of the night. I was terrified to think what would happen when he went back to work and couldn’t be up all night, every night with Sarah Kate and me. But the night before he went back to work, Sarah Kate figured out that nighttime is for sleeping. And our nights have been very manageable ever since! God knows what we can handle, and He won’t give us a smidge more than that.
Not to keep harping on sleep (but we all know it is one of the only things a mother of a newborn can think about), but since that first week, Sarah Kate has been a great sleeper. And our few difficult nights have usually been followed by a day when someone else is helping me with the boys and I am able to rest. I have seen God’s hand providing for my need for sleep over and over again.
I’ve found that the most difficult thing for me right now is juggling the needs of the three kids during the day. My temper is short and patience is lacking. There have been some really ugly days. I alternate between moments of overwhelming gratitude and seeing God’s faithfulness, and moments (okay, sometimes hours) of discontentment and longing for life to feel normal. I’ve been praying for wisdom, self-control and patience this week, and God has been providing. I know this will continue to be a struggle for me. I am constantly being called to die to myself and my selfish desires and lay down my life for my kids. It hurts sometimes, but God provides the strength to do it, and He is glorified by our obedience!