Jemma writes: As Mum in the growing Basham family I’ve found the last few weeks a challenge. I’ve not been able to physically do everything with the children that they’ve wanted or needed me to. My two year old son had a meltdown the other day when I couldn’t pick him up and he just didn’t understand that I felt like my insides would fall out if I did.
Leaving our children while I disappeared to hospital for a C section. Letting a very poorly daughter go with Lawrence to LGI without me….It’s hard to love this much and not be there or be the one they hold on to.
To stave off anxiety I have always told myself when facing a challenge; to do all I can, do my best and then give the rest to God. However, the last few weeks doing my best just hasn’t felt like it was good enough.
Here is a picture of our fourth miracle child.
She completes our family. After over a decade of tears now we have four precious children to love. I am immersed in loving the family, awash with motherly hormones and besotted with the baby. She hasn’t done anything at all but feed and need her nappy changing but I love her completely just as she is.
It is such a reminder of how much God loves me for being just me. It really is that simple. There is always enough love to reach us even on the grumpiest, most emotionally unbalanced and most sleep deprived days of the year. It doesn’t matter how well I do on each day, He loves me completely.
I want the children to know how much we love them, how much we prayed for them and what a blessing they are. But being a part of this family isn’t something we have earned, it’s a good and perfect gift.
There is a source to our family, a beginning and an end that wraps us in unconditional love. In the turmoil of feeding, zero sleep and settling into a new routine I want us to remember every day, that no matter how well or how badly we do each day, we will always be children of the King.