Makin' Babies and Being a 'Helper'

This could just be a disastrous case of baby fever, or the result of everyone around me having babies, but ever since I became a married lady, I've felt more...maternal.

Whenever we're asked that oh-so-pesky question of when we're having little ones of our own, the plain and simple answer is- a while. Not only can we not afford to procreate right now, but we want to enjoy this limited time we have together, just the two of us, and revel in being young and in love. It only happens once in a lifetime and we want to make it count!

In spite of this mentality of waiting for the right time, our babies are always on my mind. Chuck is going to be  a Godly, compassionate and fun-loving father and we constantly talk about how we want to raise our mini-Stuckerts: with a love of God and people, with a passion for music and with an inherent curiosity for the world. 

I'm not one for obnoxious Pinterest cliches, but whenever I see this...
I feel the weight of the truth behind it. 

My children have yet to be born and won't be for a long time. And yet, I feel like God has already blessed me with a love for them. With an appreciation for their unique personalities and distinct individuality. With the understanding that this love is not because they are mine but because they are ours. The product of a love and marriage I can scarcely believe I have so undeservedly been given. 

And so, when I heard the news of  the heinous crimes that took place at Sandy Hook Elementary and listened to our President's reaction, I wept. If I, a young, clueless and naive newlywed can already feel love for my unborn children, the heartache of those who lost children today is completely unimaginable.

I shared some thoughts on Facebook earlier today, and now I want to share them with you. 

The caption reads, "When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, 'Look for the helpers. you will always find people who are helping.' To this day, especially in times of 'disaster,' I remember my mother's words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers- so many caring people in this world." -- Mister Rogers

Pray like crazy, seek out the good in people and be the change, friends.

This world needs more of us "helpers."