Hey beautiful friends! Welcome to the adventure. I am so incredibly honored to explore life with (and speak life into) you! My prayer is that this is another post full of exploration tinged with hope.
A few years ago, I wrote about bed rest with my Wild one. I was 31 weeks gestation when early labor terminated our adventures out in the world. And while I struggled deeply during that time, I also grew. I've been reflecting on this a lot lately, as I dig into supporting the postpartum and special parenting community that I know and love.
Let's walk sideways together for a moment. Yes. Thanks to Kindergarten, an incredible support team for Wild, and melanoma being way far in the back of my mind most days, I get to re-enter the world locally and online. I've missed being face-to-face with my tribe! I'm also so, so honored to be raising this child. The Lord still provides. Even when life isn't always easy. I hope you'll believe it and receive it with me today!
Back to growth. As I reflect on the last almost-six years raising our daughter, who does life with an anxiety disorder and sensory integration challenges, I want to share something that I wrote in the midst of one of our many seasons of crisis. I get to re-witness my personal growth sometimes. (I hope you write some things down somewhere so that you can witness yours, too!)
When I gave birth to this baby, I realized how very disconnected I had been from my first…
While these seem like the words of a stable mom, these words were actually written because I had awful boundaries. Interesting, right? I wrote some seriously profound statements. Yet, I felt all she felt. Because I wrote this, I can read between the lines and see things that you might not. I can see that I was teetering on the edge of the meltdown of 2017. The one that came before melanoma, oddly enough! My identity was in whether Bliss was thriving - or (most often) not.
I feel each of these words so differently today. With joyful expectancy in the growing relationship I have with her - and also the realistic understanding that I only control my side of the fence. I still get to pour into this little person in unlimited increments of time thanks to my chosen career path. And also, I have others who will coach, counsel, encourage, and guide her too. I am no longer her "be all and end all". I've handed so many of her needs out to the world. The world has responded with glee (she's a pretty incredible human to be around).
In concluding our time here together today, I want to encourage you to write things down - somewhere, somehow - so that you, too can see your growth as you move from season to season. As you read through old entries, I'll encourage you to ask questions of yourself: Are you really growing? Are you increasing in your stability day-by-day? Are you in a good spot already? Are your boundaries intact - as in you have feelings apart from the ones of your child? Are you living a better life (on the inside) than you were this time last year? Do you need a heart check?
Oh if you could see the self-and-other bettering work I have done these last few years! It is incredibly healing to hand over your identity to Christ - and thoughtful persons who will remind you regularly of what stability can look like.
Pause. Reflect. Grow.
As always, I'd love to hear from you - and I'm cheering you on.