I have taken a step back from teaching to prepare for motherhood, and as I look down at my laptop to type these words, I can’t help but notice the size of my ever-increasing belly, which is currently housing my first baby. It’s exciting seeing how much she’s grown each week, both through how much I’ve expanded and through the wonderful world of information that’s available to tell me the approximate size of baby by comparing her to a fruit or vegetable. This week she’s apparently the size of a rockmelon.

Of course, this new season has opened up a world of new information to me. It’s actually quite unbelievable how much is out there for today’s parents. Add a pandemic to the mix and you’ve got yourself an information overload. With all that being said, I am slowly beginning to realise something: I don’t know what I’m doing. I know the theory very well, and my husband and I have been to classes and have had conversations about everything from baby’s routine to schooling options. However, I haven’t met my little girl yet so I can’t possibly know what life with her will be like. As much as I’d like to have things all figured out, I don’t. Yet, I always thought that I would be one of those parents who knew just what they were doing. What happened?

Perhaps I’ve just come to realise something that all other parents find out at some point: none of us have it all figured out. But that’s okay. We’re not supposed to. It’s the learning that comes with the journey that makes it all worthwhile. So, here’s to the parents who don’t have it all figured out and are comfortable enough to admit it. Allow yourself the grace to realise that we’re all learning along the way, and remember that it is when things are beyond our control that we are urged to look beyond ourselves and accept God’s provision of strength and wisdom. And what a precious opportunity that is.