Thursday, November 26, 2015
My heart is so full as I write tonight. Holding my sleeping little one, I know I am blessed--blessed beyond what I could even imagine and definitely much more than I deserve. Who knew last thanksgiving that this little one was wiggling around inside of me. We knew she was there and that she was a she, but we didn't know how she would be. We didn't know that she would love sweet potatoes and yogurt. We didn't know she would love the tags on just about anything and turning the pages of books. We didn't know that she would be on the verge of walking before she could talk. We didn't know she would hate riding in the car seat for more than about 15 minutes. We didn't know she would be the most determined, busy, and inquisitive little girl as well as the sweetest and most loving. It doesn't matter that she wakes up every three hours, or wants me to hold her for at least a half hour or more before I can put her in her crib. It doesn't matter that we pay for it if we vary from the schedule she has put herself on. It doesn't matter that we can't travel like we used to or go to as many football games or eat out as many times. None of it matters because we have exactly what we wanted and we are doing exactly what we want to be doing. I know that we are lucky to have this little one as our own, no matter how tiring or difficult it may be at some times. I'm so lucky to have a husband who is totally devoted to his daughter and to me, and who will do just about anything for us. We are beyond blessed to have our parents in town and who love Charlotte and want to see her as much as they can. We have great extended family that we are close to and the best friends anyone could ask for. I know I have said this before, but before I had c we started to pray and the only prayer I could think of was the blessing: bless us, oh Lord, and these thy gifts, which we are about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord, amen. Nothing is more fitting today, I believe. Happy thanksgiving!