Later today will be spent get­ting a few things out for Advent, which starts tomor­row.  After hav­ing kids I have come to look at that the month before Christ­mas, the sea­son of Advent, dif­fer­ently.  When I was younger I looked at it through the eyes of a child and now I can’t help but to see it through the eyes of a mother.  And with the eyes of moth­er­hood Advent feels a lot like the nest­ing in the last month before giv­ing birth.

All the com­mo­tion, the run­ning around, the bak­ing, the shop­ping, the antic­i­pa­tion in the air, get­ting the house ready & prepar­ing to spend more time together with those we love await­ing to cel­e­brate the birth of a new­born.  Mak­ing lists, check­ing them twice & feel­ing won­drous excite­ment about what is around the cor­ner.  The quiet time we find in the days before child­birth is upon us think­ing about the moment we’ll meet our lit­tle one for the first time & the great joy our hearts fill with at the prospect, along with a healthy dose of nervousness.

So the more I reflect the more it feels that per­haps we are get­ting to do all the prepa­ra­tion of nest­ing before Christ­mas. The nest­ing Momma Mary must have done as well. The nest­ing of a Mother To Be.  We get to take the time to find those quiet moments, to pre­pare, to make that place in our hearts & homes for the com­ing Child.  And think about it we don’t have to worry that before the big day we’ll be rid­ing on a don­key or giv­ing birth in a man­ager we have it pretty easy.

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