Dear Jesus

Well, Andy's working late tonight and the house is silent while I sit here and wait for him to come home. The girls are tucked into their beds and soundly asleep. Tonight we ordered some Dominos pizza and watched Little Mermaid together. We had a bubble bath, we sang songs, and read books. At 8:30, I scooped Rylie up into my arms and carried her into her room and gave her lots of hugs and kisses, said a little prayer with her, and laid her in her crib. A few moments later Taylor took the dog out with me and we talked about lightening bugs and the moon. It was then her bed time too so I tucked her into bed. She grabbed my hand and we "talked to Jesus" together. As I hugged her and kissed her she said "I love you mama, you my best friend". It was then that it hit me, walking out of her room tonight, how insanely blessed that I am. I was reminded of the first night home with Taylor. The crazy amount of love and fear I felt having her in our house. It feels like yesterday I was carrying her around in my arms. I was reminded of the first night home with Rylie. Her snuggled into my side, waking up to nurse while I laid there staring at her with silent tears streaming down my face, overwhelmed with the love I felt for her. Time goes so quickly and before I know it my son will be here and I'll be drinking him in too. Instead of thinking on the hardships of motherhood, for once, I'm going to focus on the pure bliss I feel just by looking at them. They've made me a better person and I live and breathe for them. I'm so thankful for the opportunity to be their mommy. Please Lord, don't let me fail them or You. In Your precious name...