Just you wait…

To the mama-to-be…these are my thoughts for you as you stand on the edge of a new season…

“Just you wait.” Have you heard that phrase before…or a million times…since you’ve been pregnant? Chances are, no sooner did you receive that exhilarating news of a wee one to be…you heard that phrase for the first time. Just a guess…but I bet it was a bit deflating. Let me give you a little window in to my desire to redefine that phrase for you…for me…for mamas…

There are some days that I just feel like a rookie at this mothering gig. I remember the first time I took Will to the grocery. He was 11 months old. Insert laughs and looks of astonishment here. For 11 months, it just always worked out for me to go on my own. Maybe I was inspired by my new Amazon purchase of a shopping cart baby cover…but at 11 months, we went to the grocery. As I lined the Tom Thumb basket in a pattered, fabric, plush cover, I proudly plopped Will into his little throne. As I strolled up and down the aisles, I laughed at myself. Another mom walked by—her toddler plopped down on the cold, germy basket seat. I instantly felt like I had a giant “I’m a first time mom” sign blinking over my head. Only first time moms would think this plush gig is a good idea. But I still stand by my original thought—Will looked adorable and he remained (mostly) germ free. I count this a giant win.

Here’s my point. There have been so many times on my journey with a baby when I have “felt” like a new mama. For better or worse—my days and nights have been filled with firsts because of my joyful new title of “Mama.” I wouldn’t trade a single one. I have never been more dependent on…or more upheld by…the Lord.

My mothering rant is this: too many seasoned moms (and other well-meaning people) use the phrase “just you wait…” when referring to the coming seasons of motherhood. I know that most of the time, the person is well meaning and certainly not ill meaning, but the repercussion of this tiny phrase is far reaching. It’s like this…

Just you wait…until he “wakes” up when you get home from the hospital (they don’t put the batteries in until you leave)
Just you wait…until you haven’t had a full night’s sleep in months…
Just you wait…until you have to “cry it out”…

Just you wait…until he’s two years old…
Just you wait…until you have two kids (undertone meaning: you aren’t a real mother with just one) Just you wait…

That tiny—seemingly insignificant—phrase has deep reaching roots. Not only is it negative and a catalyst for instant anxiety about the road to come—because it is both of those things—but it is also whiney. It’s like a giant undercover complaint—concealed in the mask of mothering wisdom. But perhaps the thing that gives me the most pause is that this tiny statement cheapens the grace of God. His grace is no less significant and no less necessary in this phase today vs. the next tomorrow. His grace is REAL and sustaining today when my baby is barely crawling…and it will be real and sustaining when he’s two years old and throwing a fit. I am desperate today and I will be desperate tomorrow. “Just you wait…” seems like a shot in my hope and confidence that the Lord goes before me. He hems me in, behind and before. I have no need to fear the next phase…His grace is sufficient today and it will be sufficient tomorrow. I have no need to wait.

Mamas to be…Mamas who are…rest in His provision TODAY. Wait with expectation that He will give you what you need for today…and the next chapter, too. Lord give me grace. With great strength for today…and great hope for tomorrow. Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside. Great is Thy faithfulness.

So let’s flip the coin. What if I were to tell you that the best is yet to come? Just you wait…

Just you wait. Can you imagine the first moment you hold your baby girl? It’s even better than you are imagining. It’s breath taking. For the first time, you will look into her tiny face and study her deep, knowing eyes. Until that very moment, she has only been completely known by the Lord, her Creator. The tremendous subtly of that thought will take your breath away. You will study her tiny hands and perfect toes and then meet her eyes again. “Hello. I’m your Mama.” That moment will change you. Forever. Just you wait.

Just you wait. Watching your other half become a Daddy will make you appreciate, respect and adore him more than you know. You probably think that you married a great guy with a soft heart—Just you wait. He will melt into a puddle with that little bundle of pink. You will fall in love with him all over again. Remember how those “just you wait” types told you that you’d never be “just the two of you” again? Date nights are over. Everything will be different. But what if I told you they were wrong. Together, you two will begin a journey as Mama and Daddy. You’ll see the wee hours of the night together…you’ll change diapers together…you’ll collapse on the couch after bedtime together. You will thank the Lord every single day for a man who loves you, your beautiful daughter and His Lord above all. You will be in the beautiful trenches of life next to your best friend. Oh just you wait.

Just you wait. You will stand in awe of the Lord’s grace in ways you can’t begin to comprehend. He is everything you need—in every season, through every long day and sometimes long nights. He is everything. You will rock your baby girl to sleep and marvel at how the Father would give His only son for YOU. You will stare at the baby in your arms and long for her to know saving faith in Jesus. You will sing praises to the Lord for the gift of LIFE. Your journey with this little one will draw you closer to Jesus than ever before. Closer because you need Him. Closer because you long for your daughter to know her need, too. Closer because the goodness of God—and the magnificence of the gospel—will knock you off your feet every single day. Just you wait.

Just you wait. Life with a newborn won’t feel like a sacrifice. A sacrifice indicates that you are giving up more than you are gaining. Oh but sister—you are gaining more than you can comprehend. The things that are different are beautiful. Don’t be tempted to believe the nay-sayers. Life will look different, sure. But the “different” is the best change you can imagine. Just you wait.

Just you wait. The best is yet to come. There is truly nothing better than standing on the edge of something great. Especially when someone down the road tells you how great it is. Wait with great expectation in the Lord. His grace is real and deep and true. Look forward to this journey. Look forward to the great moments and even the hard moments. Nothing comes to you without being sifted through the sovereign hands of a loving God. He gives good gifts to His children—Oh, how this good gift will revolutionize your heart.

Stand on the edge. Look ahead and anticipate. A new dawn is just breaking, a new season beginning. Full of grace. Full of joy. Just you wait.

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