Sunday evening, when everyone was gone and I was tired to the core, I ate two deviled-eggs and fell asleep counting kicks of my sweet baby girl barely getting to six before my eyes softly closed.
When I woke up, it was the Monday after Easter. I had a full weekend including a baby shower celebrating our first born and hosting Easter dinner at our house.
I talked a little about Katheryn’s birth story a few weeks ago in my post, Letting Go & Leaning In: Surrendering Control This Lent. I shared how after 35 hours of Pitocin-induced labor, our sweet angel baby came into the world five weeks early and perfect in every way. What I didn’t share was what led to her premature birth.
Before that glorious, celebration-filled weekend, I was awaiting test results for Preeclampsia, Gestational Diabetes, and Cholestasis of Pregnancy. Katheryn and I were being very closely monitored with a stress test every 48 hours to make sure she was still doing well in the womb.
The morning of my baby shower, I had a nonstress test at the hospital to check on her. My blood pressure was high and she was a little “sleepy,” they said. After drinking a sugar-filled Sprite, she started perking up and I was able to go home and on to the baby shower.
Sunday, Ryan smoked a delicious ham I barely ate and we spent more time with our family. We were less than 48 hours from seeing our baby girl and we didn’t even know it.
Despite the pregnancy complications and the extended labor that threw my birth plan out the window, the new life at the end of that process brought joy, hope, and trust in the Lord knowing things could have gone worse if I had not been hyper vigilant in making sure that she was staying safe inside there.
That year the Easter celebrations quickly turned into Monday morning stress over a “sleepy” baby, who decided to make an early entrance.
That morning, I felt the weight of it all – the joy, the stress, the unknown. But looking back, I see something holy in that moment. I see a picture of how resurrection life doesn’t always show up in dramatic ways. Sometimes, it shows up in quiet perseverance. In God’s faithfulness through fear. In the breathless in-between moments that remind us – we’re not the same as we were before.
Because of Jesus, new life is not just something we celebrate once a year.
It’s something we live every day.
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here.” (2 Corinthians 5:17)
That’s the invitation Easter gives us – not just to believe in Christ’s resurrection, but to live in it daily. Even when the celebration ends. Even when Monday morning rolls around.
What Resurrection Living Looks Like (Even in Everyday Mom Life)
Easter isn’t just a day – it’s a declaration.
If you’re in Christ, you’ve been made new.
But how do we actually live like that when life is still chaotic, exhausting, and full of unknowns?
Here are five ways to walk in resurrection life – even when it doesn’t feel like Easter morning:
- Choose progress over perfection.
You’re a new creation, not a flawless one. Growth takes time. Give yourself grace on the hard days. - Let joy be an act of resistance.
Chen the world feels heavy, joy is a weapon. Choose it – especially when it’s not easy. (Philippians 4:4) - Speak truth over the lies.
You are not the sum of your mistakes or the weight of your to-do list. Mama, you are redeemed, chosen, and deeply loved. - Stop striving and start surrendering.
You don’t have to carry it all. Resurrection life means leaning on God’s strength, not your hustle. - Cling to hope like it’s oxygen.
The tomb is empty. The promise is alive. Even when it feels dark, God is still writing your story.
Easter reminded me that new life always comes – sometimes in the most unexpected ways. For us, it showed up just days later in the form of a six-pound, three-ounce miracle named Katheryn.
And while the days that followed weren’t perfect, they were soaked in purpose. Because that’s what resurrection living really is – new life breaking through the mess.
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here.” (2 Corinthians 5:17)
Sweetheart friend, Easter isn’t just a celebration. It’s an invitation – to live in the light of Christ’s victory.
To walk in hope even when the hard days come.
To choose joy even when the journey feels heavy.
To live like the tomb is still empty… because it is.
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