The First Baby

There are a few things in life that change everything, in a way that you can never go back. Having a baby is one of those times. It’s exhilarating and miraculous, a little scary and intimidating. It’s a time when you realize that love consumes you, not because of the babies actions or smiles but because of who they are. They are yours.

Yes, I have 10 children. Most of them are now grown and starting life on their own but we still have pre-teen kids. It’s not hard to imagine our days of car seats, bike tag-a-longs, child backpacks, etc. I will say the chores of taking care of your baby can be so much easier with the right tools, like a wipe warmer, a soft blanket, or a rocking bouncy chair. (That’s why we have our baby lists.)

The first child is the time to enjoy every moment. Your thoughts and concentration aren’t divided as you take care of your little love. When the second or third comes along you’ll find that along with changing a diaper and bottle feeding you’re supervising the older siblings so they don’t cause trouble.

As they grow up you’ll get to relive some of the joys of you’re childhood through their innocent eyes and heart. Have fun with them and be a kid again. Let yourself be fascinated by a butterfly again or be amazed by a beautiful sunset. But I believe a parent needs to guide and educate their children, not to be a best friend. They will have plenty of best friends, but they will only have a couple of parents. Those parents need to be able to correct a wrong, care for injustice and love in the hard times.

I believe having a child is a precious gift from God. That doesn’t mean it’s always easy and fun. It is hard work (Remember that love isn’t an emotion, it’s a choice.) And sometimes loving the 6 year old, or 16 year old, is a hard choice. BUT when they grow up and you see theme bloom it’s worth every hug and cuddle you get along the way. It’s an accomplishment like a college degree or master’s degree. Hard work with a wonderful conclusion.