Nesting
With Mother’s Day approaching, it can be an occasion that can bring such mixed emotions for so many people. Last year, Dan and I were in South Carolina and we were so at peace with Mother’s Day. There was a reading that we had gone through at the church we attended down there and it talked about how “mothers” are everywhere – you can be a mother in so many ways! Working at a Christian bookstore, there have been a few people who have said “Happy Mother’s Day” to me. Not gonna lie, it’s a weird feeling and I feel a little sheepish when they say it for some reason. Well, I suppose b/c I am officially not one yet. But I just take it b/c I don’t want to go into the whole story (there is a time and place for everything – thank you Ecclesiastes!) Well, today I went on a cleaning rampage at work and two ladies mentioned how I was “nesting.”
Honestly, I had no idea what that even meant – sadly enough they had to explain it to me :). But apparently it’s preparing to have children – preparing for the kid stage. The more I thought about that, the more I thought yeah, I really am nesting! I go on decluttering rampages at our house – I look in every area and see if there is something I can get rid of, recycle, or repurpose. I think of our spare bedroom, how we may have to turn that into a nursery someday – shnikees, what am I going to do with everything that’s in there? We talk about our schedules – we discuss how having a child(ren) may change it a little, but how we also want our kids to be flexible. I don’t know what life will look like after I am done preparing my “nest” but I know that God is preparing us for something. Whether that is our own kids or having kids some other way.
Last year during Mother’s Day we weren’t even really thinking of kids. We had other things we were thinking about and we were content. This year, we wait in anticipation for what may be ahead. We are excited. Today at Dan’s parent’s house I was holding one of our nephews and Dan said “you are ready to be a mom.”
I am.
I am content at this point to be a “mom” to our youth group kids and I ALWAYS will be. I NEVER want that to change. But. I do dream of what it would be like to raise a child from diapers to diplomas.
I do dream. I am ready to have a child on my hip – in whatever avenue God may have for us. Whatever avenue that is, it is perfect.
So as I continue to nest, I think it’s God’s way of preparing our hearts for what is to come.
Boy are we excited!
