Monday, June 2, 2014

What if I failed as a mother?

There are entire days that go by that I forget Baker has Down Syndrome.
It's true.
 
It hasn't always been that way.
I remember when I couldn't go an entire minute without drowning in the weight of his diagnosis.
I remember being terrified.
 
As a new mother, I knew so little about so little.
 
The task of raising a child with special needs seemed overwhelming.
 
What if I missed a therapy?
What if I was singing when I should be speaking?
What if my pitch was high when it needed to be low?
What if I didn't use sign language early enough?
What if I held him the wrong way?
What if his toys weren't the just right toys for his needs?
What if he wasn't getting enough tummy time?
What if I wasn't timely enough in involving Early Intervention?
What if I read the wrong books and left the right ones untouched.
What if I held him too much?
What if he ate too little?
What if he slept on his stomach instead of his back?
What if I zigged when I should have zagged.
Zipped when I should have zapped?
What if I didn't do everything correctly? Precisely? Perfectly?
 
The real question was none of those.
And to be honest, it had little to do with Baker's special need.
 
The real question was what if I failed as a mom?
 
The job I'd pretended at, the job I'd prayed for, the job I longed to inhabit above all else.
 
My heart ached at the enormity of it all.
 
To strive for perfection,
when I am the most imperfect of them all.

I was relieved when, in one of our day-long rocking sessions,
I reread this familiar verse:

2 Corinthians 12:9
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I would fail.
Sweet Jesus, I would fail.
Many times a day.
Many, many times a day.
But I can rest in the strong arms of my Savior,
knowing his power is perfect in my doubt, in my failure, in my weakness.

3 comments:

  1. Oh that is definitely EVERY mother's thoughts! Thank you for this post friend!

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  2. I go through this constantly...wanting to be Down Syndrome SuperMom when I have two other chldren with special needs and a disability myself. I had to turn it over and trust in God's provision. That is the verse that gets me through.

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  3. I have thought these thoughts about all of my children...special needs or not! Thank God we don't have to be perfect or I'd be in lots and lots of trouble!

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