Blessing from God

Every night we tuck in our little guy.  We typically play together on the floor, then he gets tired and wants to sit with us.  We read the Bible together (he's too little to understand, but he knows it's the time to sit with Mom and Dad as we all listen to God's word), then we go to the nursery.  He'll eat, and sit on Mommy's lap while we pray.  He hugs us both and goes into his crib while we pray the Lord's Prayer.  He will toss and turn a bit (and sometimes cry because he doesn't want to sleep yet) then he'll nestle himself into the corner of the crib where he'll sleep.  He sleeps like his mama, who moves all night long.  Sometimes he'll get up in the night, eat, be changed, either cry or laugh as he's on the changing table, then I'll rock him to sleep.  He used to fall asleep in my arms, now he's bigger, will rest his little (which seems so big now) head on my shoulder and get to that point before sleep when he's comfortable, at peace and content to fall asleep.  Some people say rocking your child to sleep is coddling them, and maybe I'm in for  a world of clingy child, but I like clingy.  I enjoy the moments when Austin crawls my way, batting at my toes with a coy smile on his face, my heart melts when he reaches his arms back like he's about to fly through the air, getting ready for me to pick him up, then his sigh after I've lifted him and he's settled on my hip. And when he wakes, my smile widens as big as his when our eyes meet in his crib.  The Lord has created amazing things.  I gaze upon the trees, flowers, the sky at night, in awe, but there is nothing more amazing than the life anew He creates within us, a child, so innocent, so small, and filled with His unconditional love.  I praise the Lord who has given my husband and I the joy and honor to raise this little man.