I put a beautiful grapevine wreath with a floral arrangement on my deck this spring. In a few days a robin had discovered a beautiful place to start her nest. I really think I watched love in motion with every twig that she carried to the wreath. Many flights and pieces of straw later, she had a safe place to lay her eggs.
Three little eggs soon appeared and you could see the connection of a mother bird to be. Diligently she stayed with the eggs and didn’t hesitate to give chase to the blue jays or anything else that came near her eggs. She already loved what would soon be her babies.
Two eggs hatched and hungry babies soon were peeping and wanting food. We have watched her fly from the nest to gather worms and come back with two hungry mouths open. Many flights throughout the day and many feeding later to care for the babies. I can see the love in what she does.
We kept seeing the mother bird come to the nest and pick up a white pearl sized ball. I did a little research and found this is a fecal sac that comes out of babies for a while. The mother loves the babies so much she picks it up and removes it from the nest. Call it what you may….I call this love.
Yesterday she had really been quite busy hunting for food. I watched as she decided to take a break for herself. She perched on the back of a patio chair and ruffled all her feathers and started grooming herself. All the while, she never took her eyes off the nest. She flew back to the nest for a brief time…just to look at the babies and see if they were okay. I know she loves these babies.
We were eating our 4th of July lunch when the first baby quickly flew from the nest and only one bird was in the nest. I am sure the mother robin is now pulled in two directions. She loves both babies and wants to care for the one learning to fly and have time to care for the one still in the nest. A mother’s love goes beyond bounds…even with birds.
My heart became very humble as I observed and compared my own motherly instincts with this little robin. This little bird cared for her babies far better than some humans. She prepared for the birth, cared for the babies night and day and taught them how to fly. The whole time I had my two children in the “nest” was a time to care and teach them to fly on their own.
My children are now grown and have a family of their own, but the mother in me remains the same. I want what is best for my children and I never want to see someone hurt them or make them suffer. I hope I taught them how to fly and how to avoid the beast of prey. God, this mother prays a deep prayer of concern and ask you to protect them now.
The robin and I have a lot in common. We can see inspiration all around us, if we only look and open our hearts.