For me, as a mother, this is what the golden hour looks like to me:
(Blessing # 3)
When the waiting, heart burn, sleepless nights, and the anticipation all come to an end.
Then a great new beginning starts. The clock seems to stand still. This little child enters the world, taking their very first breaths. You hear their little cry. You stare at this little one so full of wonder and amazement. It is then that you forget everything that might have been a complaint. You pause to thank God for a perfect child to welcome into the family.
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