i feel like i'm intruding into my most precious friend's space, talking about my sister's little one in a blog post.
i hope she'll forgive me.
Baby eva is exquisite.
She has a tiny little nose - dainty & delicate. Her hair is so downy soft & her eyes are topped by what Jessie calls her "walnut" - her sweet furrowed brow.
My sisters are about the best friends anyone could ever ask for.
& my sister Jess has been on my mind pretty constantly for the last month...
as her due dates came & went...
& she underwent the *perfect* induction -
& delivered a gorgeous little dark haired sprite.
Then this past week little Sadie, her 4 year old blondie, got results back from an mri that showed possible danger...
& in the days since, i have found that my sister - & her little brood - hardly leave my mind.
We won't know what those mysterious mri results mean for another week at least -
but i was thinking today about the timing of little eva's birth.
It seems so hard - recovering from childbirth & pulling out your fighting instincts - all at the same time. But it occurred to me today - that the softness of that little newborn, is a healing balm in a place that could abound with fear.
Baby eva - maybe you will read this one day - your auntie is so glad that you are here to make your mommy sit down - to flood her body with the 'good hormones' - to make her face dissolve with pleasure - as it most certainly does when she gazes at you - to remind her of the miraculous God we serve.
The timing of your coming is a blessing.
Father, may the fears be groundless and the gratitude bountiful.