Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Food for the soul

Today I’m making dinner for a friend who just had her very first baby. Six pounds, ten ounces of beautiful perfection. I met him yesterday. I sat there helplessly, trying to give my friend moral support as she tried to nurse this little guy. Unfortunately, he’s having trouble latching on, and in his short five days out of the womb, he has managed to turn my friend’s world completely upside down.

Seeing that teensy little one brought back a flood of memories. I don’t know about you, but the jumble of what I remember of my days at home with my first baby are a crazy mixture of elation, joy, confusion, exhaustion, and – mostly – total bewilderment.

No other time in my life parallels the postpartum period, especially with my first two babies, when I felt more alone, more exhausted, or more emotionally vulnerable.

As I mentioned Monday, unfortunately, when it came to this new role of mine, I was not very good at “thinking like Christ,” or as another verse says, “taking captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.” At 2:00 a.m., my mind was saying nonsensical things like, “Whose idea was this to have a baby, anyway??”

Here’s where food comes in. People brought it to us. Complete strangers to us, moms who had really big kids, like two or three year olds. They didn’t say much, but their actions spoke volumes.

When I wasn’t strong enough to do the whole job of being a mother, people came alongside me and helped me.

Now that the tables are turned, and I am the one with the big kids, I don’t want to forget how overwhelming having a new baby is. Even under the best of circumstances, when a baby figures out how to latch on, does everything he’s supposed to do, and even if you've done it four or five times before, it is just plain tough.

I'm glad to have a concrete opportunity to think like Christ, who took on the nature of a servant.

I'll just do a little cooking while I'm at it.

14 comments:

Lisa said...

AMEN to that! I have been both blessed with truck loads of food, and also left alone with no help, and hardly a phone call of congrats even. I can tell you, too, that it really is a blessing to have people think of us and offer to help with food and other things. Some how, I think that being a mom to many intimidates some folk. Perhaps they think we have it all together and don't really need the help? Either way, it will not stop me from reaching out to other new parents and offer some cooking services and maybe even some babysitting and cleaning. You're right...it's an opportunity to think as a Christ did and be a witness for Him. ~Lisa

org junkie said...

You know it is so easy to forget how horrible those first few weeks can be too isn't it? I agree its hard no matter what. Great reminder about serving others! Laura

singforjoy said...

Even when everyone brings a different kind of chicken dish for a week, you are grateful for those meals during those weeks of sleepless nights and sometimes frustrating but also amazing days.

Our trip to Dallas was great! I posted about it on my blog yesterday. Thanks again for your help.

singforjoy said...

My blog is http://jmeg.typepad.com

Katrina said...

What a wonderful blessing you are being to your friend! My youngest is only 4 months, so those early weeks with a new baby are still fresh in my mind. We had dinners provided for us for more than 2 weeks and it was such a tremendous gift to not have to think (read: worry) about what we would have for dinner when I could barely figure out how to put my own shoes on. Good for you!

Anonymous said...

What a blessing it is to give and receive meals! We received 2 weeks of meals with all three kids and it was such a blessing! Making meals was the last thing I wanted to think about, especially with our first since it was all so new to us.

Kristine said...

Good for you for taking the time to bless someone's life with acts of service.

I totally agree that the meals help far more than just the physical hunger we have. Because they are examples of acts of service, they help fill the spiritual hunger each of us have to come unto Christ.

Susanne said...

This is such a wonderful thing to do. Unfortunately I did not have one meal brought to me with any of my kids. It sure would have been nice!

Gina said...

One of the best things about having four babies (besides the obvious) was the meals friends brought us. I remember one time we got meals every other day for 6 weeks!

Makes me want to consider having another baby (not really) especially since I still don't know what I'm making for dinner tonight!

Renee said...

I know your friend will be blessed by your kindness. As for me, I am thankful that I do forget (for the most part) how hard the first month is with middle of the nite feedings and getting everyone used to a new baby. If I really remembered how tough it was, I'm afraid I might have stopped after one. However, I'm still able to be sensitive to the new moms - thankfully, I have not forgetten that much!

Jammy said...

What a good friend. With my six children, only my mom came to the aid. Even with all her ailments she cooked dinner the day we brought the last baby home so I didn't have to. ;)

Jenn

lrlwreath said...

Isn't that awesome when you can finally be at the stage to turn around what has been done for you. I love it!!!

Shannon said...

You are so right--that simple little thing is such a huge ministry.

Christine said...

Food is such a balm for the wounds of an isolated new mom! Of course, no new mom is really isolated, but it certainly feels that way! The only way to repay those kindnesses is to pay it forward, as you're doing.