My daughter told us she may have the opportunity to serve her husband’s command as a volunteer soon. I looked at her. She wasn’t kidding. She’s 35 weeks pregnant, expecting a girl to join the five-year-old and a 20-month old boys. Back in Hawaii, the doctors plan to induce labor a few days early, so this sweet baby girl can be born before her daddy heads out to sea in a submarine, leaving her, and her mommy and toddler brother, home alone.
Oh, he’ll be back–but when he leaves again, that boat is heading for a new home port in Guam. Elaine will have their household goods packed up, then return to California with Sawyer and baby Daphne. If we’re lucky, Rob will join us for Christmas. Then the entire family will leave, off to their new home on Guam. She’s going to be alone with a newborn and a toddler, then traveling with a newborn and a toddler, then establishing a home for her seafaring husband and three children (two in diapers!) on this little speck of earth far, far from home, from family–from me.
I’m her mother, right?
Now we who are strong ought to bear the weaknesses of those without strength and not just please ourselves.
Romans 15:1 (NASB)
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