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Thankful Thursday ~ Baby Blessings




 “A baby is God’s opinion that life should go on.”  Carl Sandburg





Our family is celebrating this week now that Baby Amy has joined the clan.  Twelve days late, a day in labor, and a rough delivery, her mom and dad are joyful that the suffering is behind them and their bundle of love is safely in their arms.








Susanna calls her Baby Button.  We call Susanna “Sookie.”  Sookie calls me “Groggy.”  Nicknames are fun!  Most importantly, this baby is called a child of God.  The best name! 

Her parents named her Amy which means “beloved.”  In Song of Solomon, 6:3, it says “I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; he feeds among the lilies.”  Amy Brooke is named after her two aunties, Amy and Brooke.  Here is the royal announcement:








I close with these words taken from Holy Scriptures and I am praying them over our family’s new baby:

We prayed for this child and the Lord granted what we asked of Him.  Now we give this baby to the Lord.  For her whole life she will be given over to the Lord.  (1 Sam 1:27-28)

You have taught children and infants to tell of your strength, silencing your enemies and all who oppose you.  Psalm 8:2

Our grand baby is a gift from the Lord; she is a reward from Him.  Psalm 127:3

You made all the delicate, inner parts of our grand baby’s body and knit her together in her mother’s womb.  Psalm 139:13

I knew you before I formed you in your mother’s womb.  Before you were born I set you apart.  Jeremiah 1:5

Comments

  1. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/March 27, 2014 at 11:20 AM

    JOY! JOY! JOY! I am so thrilled for all of you, the name is beautiful, although I kind of like Sookie's version... 'Button'... :)

    Love to all! What a happy day.

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  2. AnonymousMarch 27, 2014 at 12:13 PM

    What a beautiful head of hair!
    Congrats to all!
    My 22 year old still calls my mom "Garber".
    Mary, your beautiful, beautiful post brought tears to my eyes.
    What a very blessed event.

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  3. JoyMarch 27, 2014 at 1:28 PM

    Congratulation to your bundle of joy. So sweet!

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  4. CathyMarch 27, 2014 at 1:42 PM

    She is a precious little baby. Love her beautiful hair! Blessings ~

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  5. Joyful in His PresenceMarch 27, 2014 at 1:44 PM

    What a beautiful little one He has granted your family with, my friend! She is in for a wonderful treat as she grows and realizes all the love that is showered on her. :)

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  6. DeniseMarch 27, 2014 at 5:16 PM

    Such a sweet angel. I like nicknames.

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  7. Nikki (Sarah)March 28, 2014 at 4:20 AM

    OMG....what a little beauty. Matzel Tov...congrats. And the nicknames....we do it too.

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  8. PeggyMarch 28, 2014 at 9:07 AM

    Congrats on your beautiful new baby. Enjoy her! I know you will. I don't think I'll have any more grand babies. I'll have to wait for great grand babies.

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  9. CeilMarch 29, 2014 at 8:38 AM

    Hi Mary! Many congratulations and blessings on the birth of Amy! Babies are just the best, aren't they? Especially our grandchildren.

    I'm so sorry that the labor was so hard. but I know that my Mom would say that after the labor, you forget it all, staring into the face of your new love.
    Blessings, blessings. God is so good :)
    Ceil

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  10. DeeApril 1, 2014 at 1:51 PM

    Congratulations...baby Amy is beautiful.....wow.

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