We have a kids furniture and accessories store www.sasimpressions.com and my favourite clients these far are new or first time expectant mums. I think being pregnant and being blessed with a baby is such a unique experience and priceless.It is amazing how the many mums I meet have fears, they wonder whether they will handle labour well and whether they will be good mums to their babies.
As we sit and chat, I share my experiences and how it is a wonderful journey. Today, I have spent almost an hour with a mum to be, showing her the various items we have for new borns and as we chat, she says how fearful she is of failing to be a good mum because she naturally is not a great fan of kids. I went ahead to tell her how God provides grace and how her natural instincts come in to love and protect her child. These days ,I find myself in that awkward position of sharing my experience but not sharing that I had a son . In my mind as I talk, I know I have gone through this twice but I in my speech its like "I have a daughter only"... . I would never want to be a prophet of doom neither would I want to scare these mums at such a delicate state. I too wouldn't want to hear a mum share on how she lost her baby but would love to be encouraged that all shall be well and indeed it shall be.
It is a thin balance and in my wisdom I choose to share the positives of motherhood and if the need arises to say otherwise then I shall deal with it in the right context but for now, I keep asking the Lord for the grace to encourage the mothers. I smiled to myself when she walked out of the shop. It was so nice to talk, but how sad that as she looks forward to her bundle of joy, which is so rightfully the way to feel (I felt the same way with my babies), I am left with only sweet memories of my baby boy and that is ok. That is why I think life is quite ironical.
As we sit and chat, I share my experiences and how it is a wonderful journey. Today, I have spent almost an hour with a mum to be, showing her the various items we have for new borns and as we chat, she says how fearful she is of failing to be a good mum because she naturally is not a great fan of kids. I went ahead to tell her how God provides grace and how her natural instincts come in to love and protect her child. These days ,I find myself in that awkward position of sharing my experience but not sharing that I had a son . In my mind as I talk, I know I have gone through this twice but I in my speech its like "I have a daughter only"... . I would never want to be a prophet of doom neither would I want to scare these mums at such a delicate state. I too wouldn't want to hear a mum share on how she lost her baby but would love to be encouraged that all shall be well and indeed it shall be.
It is a thin balance and in my wisdom I choose to share the positives of motherhood and if the need arises to say otherwise then I shall deal with it in the right context but for now, I keep asking the Lord for the grace to encourage the mothers. I smiled to myself when she walked out of the shop. It was so nice to talk, but how sad that as she looks forward to her bundle of joy, which is so rightfully the way to feel (I felt the same way with my babies), I am left with only sweet memories of my baby boy and that is ok. That is why I think life is quite ironical.
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