I always wanted to have a baby. Then I struggled with infertility. I always wanted to have a baby that looked like me. Especially since I was adopted into a partially Asian but totally short family. Then I married someone that had dominant traits. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. Brown eyes, check. Black hair, check. Olive skin, check. (I do however, have freckles. Those are dominant. It remains to be seen if she will be sporting them later on in life like her Mama)
When Lorelei was first born she had a good mixture of both of us. As she grew she did turn into a little Chris. My principal says we should have named her Christina. Everyone we see says she looks like her Daddy. People have gone so far as to say it looks like he gave birth to her. It took me a while not to grit my teeth and painfully agree with everyone that yes, she looks like her Daddy.
When I was having a pity party about it I realized...wait, I love her Daddy, why should I be upset that my little one mirrors my Love? Then the Lord led me Deeper. Am I not trying everyday to look like my Heavenly Father? Can I not use the constant comments as a reminer and personal check to see how I am doing? Am I acting (and reacting) in a way that reflects my Father? Should the resemblence be so obvious that everyone comments?
Lord, please help me to look more and more like my Heavenly Father each day.