You are the Potter, I am the clay

Today marks the day of 30 years on earth. How time flies and to me, it seems that life is only beginning. Having a new born at this point of my life marks another milestone. I remembered telling someone I want to have a child by the age of 29 and I did, one month before my birthday. :) All in God's good grace and love. May the next 30 years be the years I will continue to be found in Christ alone.

As I was thinking about calling and my passion for missions and seeking God during this time of leave. I sense that God was telling me to be patient. When the time comes the door will be wide open, before that no use banging through a closed door. God will open it wide at his opportune time. I believe Lord and by faith you'll take me there.

Look at her knees... she will wiggle and posture her knees in such a way... Sleeping face down has kept her sleeping for long periods... another pic taken by the daddy, look at how she crosses her legs..

It's been the 11th day since I became a mother. Coping and adjusting with being one has been tough, mostly unpredictable as I tried to meet her real needs. When she cries after a feeding and a diaper change, we had to rock her to sleep. The moment we put her down into the cot, she'll wake up and cry. Hence, week 1 was tough. I wasn't sure if I was giving her enough breast milk as the milk was slow in coming so I had to supplement her intake with formula milk contrary popular beliefs that if I were to do so, she'll get confused. I told myself, I need to persevere and if breast milk is still insufficient by this week, I will give her formula. Thank God that the last 3 days, she is off formula and feeds entirely on breast milk. She is the least confused at this point despite the supplement and suckles well especially when she is hungry. Now that I am better physically, I've started to train her to sleep on her own without anyone rocking her to sleep. The previous week,...