{"id":179,"date":"2008-05-09T15:22:30","date_gmt":"2008-05-09T20:22:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/?p=179"},"modified":"2008-05-09T16:52:39","modified_gmt":"2008-05-09T21:52:39","slug":"the-bittersweet-paradox-of-motherhood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/?p=179","title":{"rendered":"The Bittersweet Paradox of Motherhood"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"178\" data-permalink=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/?attachment_id=178\" data-orig-file=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788.jpg\" data-orig-size=\"1679,2505\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;2.8&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot A95&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;315561606&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;7.8125&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.016666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"img_2788\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788-214x320.jpg\" data-large-file=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788.jpg\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-178\" title=\"img_2788\" src=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788-214x320.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"214\" height=\"320\" srcset=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788-214x320.jpg 214w, http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/05\/img_2788.jpg 1679w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 214px) 100vw, 214px\" \/><\/a>As I was getting ready to put my sweet baby Bea down for her nap this morning, she reached her tiny hand up and around my neck as if to say, &#8220;Don&#8217;t put me down just yet, Mama.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>So I didn&#8217;t.\u00a0 I held her and smelled her and tried to soak in as much of her baby-ness as I could.<\/p>\n<p>Then I told her a secret.\u00a0 (Babies are\u00a0excellent at keeping secrets.)\u00a0 I told her that every fiber of my being wants to be able to hold her just as she is right now forever.\u00a0 I want her sweet baby voice to stay exactly as it is.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t want her hair to grow in any more than it has.\u00a0 I want her four and two halves teeth to\u00a0stay just\u00a0as they are.\u00a0 I want her to always feel like nothing to carry and smell exactly as she does right now.<\/p>\n<p>But.<\/p>\n<p>I also told her that I cannot wait to hear her first words, to watch her first steps, to know what color her eyes and hair will end up, and to\u00a0corral the latter together into its first pigtails.\u00a0 I can&#8217;t wait to find out who she&#8217;s going to be, to watch her run and play with her sisters, to hear her sing her first song and know if she can carry a tune.\u00a0 Will she be a lefty or a righty?\u00a0 A tomboy or frilly pink princess?\u00a0 Will she be kind and have a soft heart? Will she love the Lord?\u00a0 (Oh, how I pray that she and her sisters all will&#8230; every day.)<\/p>\n<p>She didn&#8217;t say a lot.\u00a0 Just kind of looked at me like, &#8216;Mom, what are you going on about now?&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>This is what motherhood is like to me every day.\u00a0 My heart is in two places all the time.\u00a0 I want to freeze time, and I want to race into the future, just to take a peak at how it&#8217;s all going to turn out.\u00a0 I want to capture every moment and hold onto it, but I want to be fully in that moment, too.\u00a0 There is just nothing for it but to squeeze my girls every day for as long as they&#8217;ll let me and thank God for the privilege of borrowing them from Him for these short years.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I was getting ready to put my sweet baby Bea down for her nap this morning, she reached her tiny hand up and around my neck as if to say, &#8220;Don&#8217;t put me down just yet, Mama.&#8221; So I &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/?p=179\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[3,4],"tags":[14],"class_list":["post-179","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-girls","category-god","tag-beatrix"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5yiBw-2T","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/179","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=179"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/179\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=179"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=179"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/theyoungpages.com\/jodis_blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=179"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}