These arms were made to hold babies. What will these arms do when my babies are all big kids?
My youngest baby isn't a baby anymore. Technically she is a toddler, but at least I can still carry her around. There's just about nothing in this world that is sweeter than the feeling of a baby laying her head on your shoulder, totally limp, formed to your body and trusting that you'll never drop her, one hand grasping the arm that is holding her and the other one twisting her hair because she is sleepy and that is how she soothes herself. It is a little piece of heaven! It makes every Momma wish that the baby phase could last just a little longer. Pretty soon, they are too big to hold and too squirmy even if you could lift them. I guess that is one reason why God gives us nieces and nephews and eventually grand babies...
so our arms can always be useful.
Sometimes I still pull my big 8 year old Shelby down on my lap in the rocking chair and rock her while running my fingers through her hair and giving her a million kisses on the top of the head, just like I do to Preslie and Lucy. Jesse too. Every once in a while I pick him up hug him tight patting his head down on my shoulder. It is hard to believe that one day he will tower over me. Each night before bed he always asks me to pray for him. Even when James tucks them in, Jesse will come find me and ask me to pray. I always sit down on the floor by him and hug him into me and I pray...My prayers are different each night but something I always include for each of my babies is for them to know and love God and to always hear God's voice and know how much He loves them and how much we love them.
I love my babies...and I tell them that even when I am an old Noni they will still be my babies,
no matter how old they get.
