We are awaiting the birth of our second grandson early in July. Annette, (the mom to be) just finishing up her office management course at SIAST, is doing her work placement in my office. My staff has come to love her and are awaiting this baby’s birth with excitement. So today we booked off some time and went to Boston Pizza for lunch and a baby shower. I was even the recipient of an emergency grandmother pack containing all the things I’ll need to babysit like Robaxacet for my arthritis. Talk about how to make your boss feel old!
This birth is being anticipated with much joy. Logan, our first grandchild, also born to Dave and Annette, only lived a couple of days. He had Trisomy 18 which is not compatible with life. His birth and death drew our family around these two kids (Dave and Annette). This child shows all the signs and promise of a normal healthy birth. He (our grandson) has been the recipient of much prayer as are his Dad (our son) and Mom.
I stopped and bought a card yesterday to go with the gift I was giving Annette. It seemed just a nice simple card and somehow appropriate. The only word were “Changing the world one diaper at a time” I didn’t think about the great significance of that simple phrase till later.
“Changing the world one diaper at a time”
Parenting is not really a mundane task even though it seems like it many times. The many repeated “no’s” and occasional “yeses”. The little hands that have to be led until they are running ahead on their own and dragging you along. The countless meetings with school, lessons, sports and church that seem such an infringement on your time. The skinned knees bandaged, the tears wiped, the homework helped with, don’t seem very significant at the time yet they help shape the soul of a person created in God’s image.
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