Baby boy and I have both been feeling a bit under the weather today.
It is so tiring taking care of a sick baby when you are not at 100% yourself.
It was wearing on me earlier today, and I was starting to get discouraged as I got more and more exhausted and my boy got more and more cranky/uncomfortable.
At one point I laid down on the couch and was just watching him climb all over everything. and then he crawled over to me, snuggled up against me, and we both fell asleep. As I woke up, with my sweet sleeping child in my arms, I realized how immensely blessed I am.
This is not easy. Being a mommy probably rarely is. But it is so wonderful. Just watching him breath in and out, perfectly content to lay in my arms. I am so thankful for my beautiful baby boy. He may wear me out, and he may be a handful, but he is my joy, and I would not change anything about our life together.
I am so glad God gave me that moment today, to just stop and thank Him for the beautiful blessing that my son is, instead of just being worn down by the events of the day. I am thankful for my son everyday, I love him more than anything, but there is just something incredibly special about holding him in my arms as he sleeps. Such beauty, such peace. Such love.
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