You'd think I'd have a book to write on all the things I've learned as my first year as a mom.
The one thing that really comes to mind is grace.
Oh, how He gives grace. Grace on the late nights when you are so tired that walking across the floor hurts. Or how He gives grace when you have a sick baby, and quickly have your fears calmed thanks to those after hour phone lines. Or grace when you snap at your husband because your HORMONES aren't quite back to normal.
But, also, I've seen God's love for us through our role as parents.
I love her so much it hurts. I would do anything to protect her.
The amazing thing is that my love for her is just a tiny reflection of God's love for us. Just a tiny drop in the ocean. He's our heavenly Father. He loved us so much He sent His only Son to die for us.
The cross and resurrection have taken on a whole new level of sacredness to me.
It's a humbling reality of love, redemption, and grace.