Bedtime was full of tears tonight. No, not Owen's...mine. I brought him upstairs, put him in his sweet sleeping gown, and turned on this wonderful cd gampa gave us called "Sleep Sound in Jesus". I then sat with Owen in the rocker and began to read to him. I barely got through the first line of "On the Night You Were Born" and the tears began to flow. I cried all through that book and the next, "You Are My I Love You". The love I feel for this little one falling asleep in my arms, knowing I carried him and gave birth to him, is sometimes just so overwhelming. Yes, I am a post-pregnancy-hormones-raging woman, but I am also a mom in love. Amazing...wonderful...blessed.
Thank you, Lord, for this gift.
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