Sentences with phrase «tiny baby in your arms»

What Christian would willingly surrender the appearance of the angels to the shepherds and the «multitude of the heavenly host» singing a hymn never heard before on land or sea, or the star dropping low from the skies to guide the magi from far away mysterious lands to the Judean village and the stable who God himself lay a tiny baby in the arms of his mother?

I found that once I had a tiny baby in my arms, whose needs were urgent, my diabetes became less of a priority, especially compared to the priority diabetes had assumed during my pregnancy.

When I first had children I think I thought they would be little forever, when you have a tiny baby in your arms, even the thought of them starting school seems like a lifetime away, then when I had my third child, I sort of expected her to be my baby forever, yet now she's almost at the end of Year!!

I long for that tiny baby in my arms, but relish the tiny bit of freedom and independence my 7, 5, and 4 year old give me.

You might fill with love the first time you hold your tiny baby in your arms.

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I became a mama for the first time in the Fall of 1998 when a foster mom, in the dark of night in a tiny home in the middle of Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam placed a nine week old baby girl into my shaking arms.

In the guise of a tiny baby in its mother's arms, obeying the great laws of birth and infancy, you came, Lord Jesus, to dwell in my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about mIn the guise of a tiny baby in its mother's arms, obeying the great laws of birth and infancy, you came, Lord Jesus, to dwell in my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min its mother's arms, obeying the great laws of birth and infancy, you came, Lord Jesus, to dwell in my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min my infant - soul; and then, as you re-enacted in me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min me — and in so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min so doing extended the range of — your growth through the Church, that same humanity which once was born and dwelt in Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about min Palestine began now to spread out gradually everywhere like an iridescence of unnumbered hues through which, without destroying anything, your presence penetrated — and endued with supervitality — every other presence about me.

I don't dance often, just around my dining room, with a laughing baby in my tired arms, tinies swirling and twirling through the furniture, sometimes I dance at the grocery store, as I push the heavy cart.

I loved the songs we sang loud and I loved the sight of the tinies standing on risers, flinging their arms around with the action songs, beside their friends, I loved my baby in my arms, and I loved us all in some supernatural thing of wholeness and connection.

I can't believe it was five years ago I first held you in my arms: you were a tiny baby with twinkly eyes and the cutest little dimples.

When they placed her in my arms, this bloody tiny bundle they kept calling my baby, I knew something was wrong.

I will ask mother Gaia to pray a thousand blessings on all of your children souls, but I think we all know you will just put that in a syringe and shoot it up into their tiny little baby arms.

Nothing is sweeter than snuggling a tiny baby and watching them gently drift off to sleep in your arms.

Those sweet months of snuggling your tiny helpless baby in your arms went by in a flash, didn't they?

The truth is, there is no accident about how you feel when your baby calms and dozes in your arms, opening heavy eyelids to meet your gaze then perhaps giving a tiny smile before his eyes fl utter shut again with delicate lashes resting against little pink cheeks, his warm body snuggled next to your own.

The baby and mom finally get their first face - to - face meeting, as mom gets to hold her special tiny human in her arms.

The Koala Hugs wrap cocoons your baby's arms in hidden pockets to gently calm their startle reflex and prevent tiny hands from escaping the wrap.

«When you carry your tiny baby the usual way in your arms, you instinctively cradle your baby's head.

Alex's Personal Thoughts / Info: As much as I love that I am growing a tiny human and will soon have my baby in my arms, I really am not a huge fan of pregnancy.

Sometimes you do need another pair of arms to hold baby for certain things - several times when I was visiting my parents (without hubby) and had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night with a tiny it was really tricky to carry and maneuver, and I found myself wishing I'd traveled with that bouncy seat!

We can have understanding for a war veteran who is terrorized at night, or avoidant of loud noises and other things that resemble their traumatic experiences; yet we somehow expect children, babies at heart, to connect, relate, trust, love, reciprocate relationship when their early life experience was marinated in trauma; being beaten for crying, left with tiny broken bones and head injuries, being used for adult sexual gratification, born drug addicted because of a mother drug use, having rarely been held in safe arms, having felt the pain of hunger over days, being left to cry until there are no more tears and no one to soothe.

Mine was the desk my dad used when I was little, and I found the tiny pink baby arm band from when I was born in one of the little drawers... so sweet.