sarah martin

This is my sister's baby Liam. I cannot explain how much of an impact this baby has had on me. Mind you, he isn't even a day old yet and I haven't seen him because my sister lives in Wyoming. 

New life reminds me just how strange life is. I mean, how strange is it that the sister I grew up with now has a baby of her own? This baby will one day grow up, go to school, get a girlfriend, learn to drive a car, and get their first kiss. He will one day play with my future children, hit puberty, and more than likely stress out about where to go to college.  It's really blowing my mind here! 

After my mind settles down I am left with a complete sense of happiness. My sister, whose name is Fabiana, and I didn't grow up in a perfect household. In fact, we lived with different parents. I stayed with my mom and previous stepdad when my sister made the decision to move in with my dad and previous stepmom. We have both seen different sides of the spectrum and I can tell you that neither sides held any drop of perfection. Through our different experiences, I am positive that some things we experienced were mutual. We both felt tension, we both saw our dad drink more than he ever should have, and we have both seen our mom break down under the weight of her previous marriage. With all that being said this baby brings me happiness and joy because I see my sister setting a new path for herself. She is not defined by her past. Fabiana is happily married and now has a child. She is getting to, in a sense, set things right. I know she will take the negatives from her experiences and let them teach her how she wants to raise a child and how she wants to run a family. It shows me that just because I didn't grow up with a functioning and normal marriage to look at doesn't mean I cannot have that for myself one day.

I cannot wait to see Fabiana and her family follow the Lord and grow together. I'm young so I can wait, but I am excited to one day have a family of my own. A family that reflects the glory of God. Liam's birth to me is a sign of renewal and hope. I praise God for what He can do and the birth of this beautiful boy.