I LOVE... my baby Oliver Moses.
I love... that my boys love Oliver too.
I love... my baby's delicious face.
I love... that he sucks his thumb.
I love... that he fell asleep on his own tonight in his Moses basket.
I love... my friend Holly for giving me the idea to warm up his bed with a heating pad. (i take it out right before putting him down)
I love... that he is so perfect and sweet that he almost makes me want to have another baby. (That's a big fat ALMOST people)
I love... that when he stirs in his sleep sometimes all i have to do is hold his little hand and his body relaxes again into rest.
I love... feeling his snuggly warm body next to me in bed knowing this will be the last time i get this privilege of caring for something so small.
I love... watching all my boys sleep and the quiet of night that makes me forget about all the stresses of the day that seemed insurmountable.
I love... that i'm not as down in the dumps as i was, even if it was only for a couple of weeks. It's good that i can think of things that i love.
I love... my husband, who shows me who Christ is through his love.