Day Eight -A Moment

This is just way too open ended for me. What moment? And if I pick one that's like saying that was my absolute favorite moment of all time. But... one of the most precious moments I can ever recall is holding Janen after she was born. I did love holding her right after, but for some reason it was hard for me to enjoy it the way I wanted to because of all the people in the room. It wasn't until that night, when the visitors had gone, and James was trying to catch up on some sleep, that I held my daughter and looked at her beautiful sleeping face and felt such an overwhelming responsibility to raise her in righteousness. To be the best mom in the world to her. I loved that moment because it was finally just me and her without anyone else. It was pure joy. I will never forget that feeling.

 

My little Janen Bobanen just a couple days old.