Life these days looks a lot different in our house.

It’s a lot louder, a lot messier, and a lot sleepier. The cries of an infant, the spit up, the leaking breasts, the the diaper changes... there are a LOT of new challenges, changes, and adjustments to face.

It has been more difficult than I expected.

But then there are moments like this.

There are these sweet and cuddly and quiet moments. These moments where I can smell my daughter’s sweet head and hear her little snores in my ear. These moments where I can feel her cheek pressed against me and her hand grasping my chest.

These moments are the ones that fill my heart with all the good things I need to keep pushing on. Through the pain in my abdomen. Through the extreme exhaustion. Through the blood I’m still losing. Through my own desperate cries for her to just fall asleep.

This is a new kind of sweetness and a new kind of love.

I’m amazed at God’s design of motherhood. I’m amazed at His strength despite my overwhelming weakness. I am thankful for this gift He has given me. I am thankful to be a mama to this precious girl. (And I’m extra thankful to have such an incredible partner to do this parenting thing with!)