Enough For Him, Cymplified!

Today, my only boy Caleb was having quite a fit after lunch because he’s so sleepy yet couldn’t fall asleep. He was trying to hit the nanny with his toy. His daddy tried to pacify him but he still didn’t stop. Then, I went into the room and gave him water, but he pushed the bottle away. I wiped goo from his resistant nose while he cried. I gave him a clean lampin. Tentatively, I reached out my hands to carry him. He didn’t slap them away, that’s a good sign. Still holding the toy in one hand and the lampin in the other, I rocked him a little and softly sang
“I’ll love you forever
I’ll like you for always
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be”
in my own made-up tune. Again and again. Until he became limp, until his hand relaxed and let go of the toy and lampin, until his cheek rested on my saliva-drenched shoulder.

I smiled to myself and thanked God my son needed me. Just when I was having doubts about being a mother, the Lord sent me a special moment when I am enough for him, my baby boy.