In my little corner of the world, the sun rose before sun up this morning...as it does most mornings. He cried out for "Mom" over the baby monitor at five minutes after three. His sweet, sleepy smile and his out of control curls made me smile. And for him, I am incredibly thankful. He's aggressive, silly and loves to be outside. His words are no where near plain but I understand him...he's mine. His hands are always full...trucks, cups or whatever he can find to throw. He's all boy. And for him, I am immeasurably thankful.
His alarm clock wailed at 3:30 AM, as he slowly rolled out of bed, careful to not disturb my sleep. Little did he know I was already awake. He gently whispered he loved me and kissed me softly. His dedication to and love for me and our boys are evident. And for him, I am forever thankful. His compassion and thoughtfulness are not overlooked. Though often I fail at telling and showing him how truly thankful I am for him.
As I'm falling back asleep, I hear the sound of my baby sucking on his hand. His soft cry tells me he's hungry. So once again I open my eyes, prepare a bottle and hold my sweet baby as he takes his bottle. For his precious life, I am thankful. He refuses to close his eyes as I try time and time again to put him in his crib. I gently cradle him in my arms and place his pacifier in his mouth. I hold him close until I hear the gentle sound of a snore coming from his tiny person. Oh how thankful I am for this unexpected, unplanned bundle of baby.
As I held the baby in a state of half wakefulness, I heard a noise. My clock showed 5:24 AM, as the door to his room opened and closed. I thought surely he's not awake. The house fell quiet once again. The door of my room creaked open ever so slightly. I saw the top of his little bed head peeking in. Oh how thankful I am for that little Momma's boy. I called him to come in quietly. As I gently laid the baby in his crib, I heard him say, "Why is everybody still asleep, momma?" He crawled into bed and laid on his daddy's pillows as we turned on Disney Junior. His sweet spirit warms my heart as we watch television, even before the sun rises. Oh how thankful I am for him.
Through all the watches of the night He was there. As I slept and as I rose, His presence was there. I fail to remember He's up that early most days...but then I'm aware He never sleeps. In the silence, I'm thankful for Him. Where I fail, He lifts me up. In the harsh reality of morning light, His joy sustains me. Only because of His grace extended to me, do I have the strength to extend grace to others. For Him I am eternally thankful...and this is just the beginning!
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