I CANNOT STAND...

...waking up early with the little munchkin.  My whole soul fills with dread when I hear his first coos in the morning (we’ve come a long way from being in the hospital and not wanting to sleep because I wanted to hold him all night).  I ADORE sleep, always have and most likely always will.  So, after 5 hours, hearing his first initial sounds are always filled with a sense of dread…I slowly drag myself out of bed, wondering why we thought this having a kid thing was a good idea

BUT THEN

I see his smiling face.  Right now, the sweet baby boy is crazy into stroking my face.  After the first few minutes I begin to wake up.  I hold his tiny body next to mine and can’t believe that we get to co-share him with God.  I snuggle him tight and watch as he discovers his tongue and blows his constant ‘raspberries’.  The morning is his best time.  He is ALL smiles.  This morning, I set him in his chair, I did the dishes, made daddy lunch and sang to him and I swear, the smile never left his face.  The dread goes completely away and I am geeked about the time I get to spend with my child in the morning.

God is good and babies are greatJ