I’ve been wearing Mary’s Miraculous Medal as we prepare for the birth of our third child. Yesterday Madeline noticed my necklace was twisted and used her tiny fingers to bring the chain back around so that the medal would no longer fall at the back of my neck.
While Madeline gently repositioned the medal, she said, “Here, Mommy. Let me fix your necklace so that Mary will be watching over the baby and not your neck.”
Her words made me chuckle of course, but her sensitivity also tugged at my heart. As a mom, I’m supposed to be the one protecting my children. Yet, sometimes it seems our roles reverse, and they’re the ones looking out for me.