Prayer for new mothers

Father, I keep checking my own strength like a phone battery, expecting to find it low. The answer is not in me. My strength is not a feeling I can pull up at three in the morning. It is Your promise, given again as I get out of bed. Let me act before I feel — pick up the baby before I feel patient, hum a song before I feel tender, swallow the snap before I feel calm. Even in the tired, there is a small glad thing You are doing. The feeling can come later, or never. The next loving thing does not need it to begin. Amen.