Young Christian Mom
In the months before and during
my pregnancy, I had not been
living the Christian life I should
have been. I have always believed
in Christ, but at this point I wasn't
truly saved. I wasn't going to
church, or trying to keep a
healthy relationship with God. I
never got into drugs or drinking,
but my mind still wasn't on trying
to build my faith. I was more
concerned with trying to keep him
happy and provide whatever he
needed. I was working full time at
a daycare facility while trying to
take care of the baby in my womb
and steer clear of any
complications. I stayed busy and
kept counting down the days until
it was time for my little man to
make his appearance.
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by Rachel Dills
On December 29th 2008,
at 8:16 pm, I gave birth to
my baby boy. Honestly, I
can't put into words the joy
I felt when I heard that first
cry. It is truly indescribable.
I had him via c-section so I
didn't get to hold him right
away, but the doctor held
him near me so I could see
him before he was taken to
the nursery. I remember my
first words to him were
"Hey sweetie. I love you."
That moment was perfect.
If I could have stayed in that
moment everything would
have been okay. But as they
say, "It's always darkest
before the dawn."
While I was on maternity leave g&