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IN People ON 30 Aug, 2016
"'I always wondered why God was supposed to be a father,' she whispers. 'Fathers always want you to measure up to something. Mothers are the ones who love you unconditionally, don't you think?'"
―Jodi Picoult, Keeping Faith.
Mother's love is truly irreplaceable. There have been several recitals of such love. And yet all of them have nothing in common except the absolute love. Here's another such story.
This is the story of Dayna and Matt, two high school sweethearts from Ann Arbor, Michigan who welcomed the birth of baby Luella in October 2015.
A few weeks ago, she posted a picture of herself with her baby in the crib on her Facebook. The photo depicts Dayna lying beside her baby in the crib, cuddling her and comforting her. She had come to her baby, Luella to lull and calm her when she was crying.
In her own words: "My husband came home to this, and I am re-posting because this captures the essence of my heart, and my 'why…' There I was in the heat of this exhausting, beautiful thing we call parenthood, and I remembered a promise I made to her."
"One of the first times Matt and I left Luella, was to a worship concert. At that conference, a missionary shared his story, and it shook me to the core. A moment that would forever be burned in my fragile, hormone raging, new mommy heart that had already become 100xs more fragile after meeting her.", says Dayna.
Once, when the missionary was in an orphanage in Uganda, he walked into a nursery with over 100 babies. He noticed there wasn't any sound in the room. A silent room filled with babies surprised him. So he questioned the nurse about it.
The nurse replied, "After about a week of them being here, and crying out for countless hours, they eventually stop when they realize no one is coming for them."
Dayna broke after hearing this. She says, she literally could have picked up pieces of her heart scattered about the auditorium floor. After returning to home, she promised to her baby that she would always come to her.
"At 2:00am when pitiful desperate squeals come through a baby monitor, I will come to her.
Her first hurt, her first heartbreak, we will come to her. We will be there to hold her, to let her feel, to make decisions on her own, and we will be there. We will show her through our tears and frustrations at times, that it is okay to cry, and it's ok to feel.
That we will always be a safe place, and we will always come to her."
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