So, I was tired this morning. Jacob is working on those upper teeth and was up for about an hour last night, having a hard time getting back to sleep. This morning I sleepily crawled out of bed, fed him, changed that crazy-dirty diaper. I was sitting down next to him happily playing in his exersaucer, casually scanning Facebook updates while pumping and saw a post of a friend that said "I put a really big bow on my Madison today for this family. They need your prayers." So, I was curious and clicked the link for the following blog: kandjstaats.blogspot.com
Wow. This couple - she is 27 - just lost their sweet, 4 month old daughter. I read through most of the mother's recent posts and was hit with a flood of emotions. Her honesty, vulnerability, and raw tellings of what she's going through have left me hurting so deeply for her and her husband. I can only imagine what she's going through and it's hit a bit close to home since I am 28...I have a 5 month old... Her daughter was seemingly healthy, smiley, and happy... my son is also healthy, smiley, and - if you know Jacob - he's such a happy boy! She requested that those that have little girls to put big hair bows on them yesterday - the day of Maddie's funeral - in honor of their sweet baby girl who loved her big bows.
I want to enjoy every moment. I want to savor every
smile,
hug,
diaper change,
cry for Mommy,
laugh,
spit-up,
bath,
pinching of my face...
all of the mundane things that many times make it hard to get out of bed in the morning after a restless night, I want to cherish them. He's already 5 months old! 5 months have come and gone... and there is no guarantee for tomorrow.
God, I thank you so much that you have blessed Jonathan and I with the sweetest little boy.
And maybe I'll put a bow-tie on him instead.
