As I Sit in my Nursing Chair…

It’s 12:34 am and I stare at my daughter in the quiet as she nurses.

At this exact hour, mothers around the world find themselves doing the same thing. Turning on the night light, feeding, burping, changing the diaper, shushing, rocking, bouncing, walking, soothing. What an honor it is to join them as a new mother, figuring this out but having really no idea what I’m doing.

Did you all feel this way when you first started? Or perhaps you still feel this way? Confused at times, unsure of what your baby needed? Concerned and filled with mom guilt when they cried, questioning if they were sick or hungry?

Tears sting my eyes as I watch her grin in her sleep. She’s content and knows she’s safe here in my arms. She’s given me so much grace in these 4 short weeks, and in doing so she’s teaching me that I need to give myself grace too.

It’s now 3:01 am. I stare at my daughter in the quiet as she nurses.