Day 3: Finding Beauty in Diaper Blowouts

How can we find beauty in the blowout diapers and messes of motherhood?

When there’s a blowout diaper smeared all over my shirt, I can’t help but be thankful that my baby’s GI system is doing its thing.

When there’s another diaper to change or the baby is begging to be fed, I can’t help but be thankful he’s eating and healthy.

When there’s another load of filthy laundry to wash, I can’t help but be thankful my baby has clothes to wear.

When I have to get up for the 100th time to put the baby’s pacifier back in his mouth, I can’t help but thank the Lord for a warm bed to climb back into.

When I’m the one waking up with the baby over and over, I can’t help but thank the Lord for the opportunity to be the one whose face the baby sees and smiles at.

The everyday “filth” of motherhood isn’t glamorous, but it includes tasks and memories we will treasure forever.

We will miss the constant diaper changes because of the little smiles and conversations we have during that time.

We will miss the constant feeds because of the snuggles that follow.

We will miss the constant wake ups because it means our babies are growing up and moving into the next phase, where they don’t need us every hour of the day.

A new season will come, mama. For today, let’s relish in the beauty of these trenches.

Heavenly Father,

Tonight, we thank you for the blessings amidst the chaos of motherhood. Thank you for the messes that make us stronger. Thank you for the precious life that you have blessed me with. Please give me the strength to endure another long night and send sweet encouragement when I need it the most.

In Jesus’ Name,

Amen

You’re rocking those diaper blowouts, mama.