I spent last Saturday with a good friend - and an amazing photographer - helping to photograph a wedding. In preparation for the day, I pumped all week long so that J would be able to feed Anna Kate. Much to our dismay, she refused to eat a single drop from a bottle for the entire day! J managed to get her to take 2 ounces from a medicine dropper, but the success was momentary and she ended up screaming for the last 5 hours of the day.
I was blissfully unaware. Spending quality time with a friend. Talking about things that matter. Eating wedding cake.
J said, and I quote, "This has been the worst day of my entire life."
Maybe a little bit dramatic. But I certainly understand how even minutes with a screaming baby can seem like years.
Pumping. Failed attempts at bottle feeding. Bottle washing. Screaming baby.
A (big) glass of red wine shared with my worn out husband.
Then, on Sunday I helped to throw a diapers and wipes baby shower for a young mom at our church. At the onset, this just felt like more work. And to be honest, I was a little worn out.
But, the shower was great, and I really felt blessed to be in a position to show Christ's love to this new mom.
Praise God for hard work, patient husbands, good friends, and opportunities to minister to His people.
