Counting My Blessings at 4am

It was 4am when I woke up this morning. The dogs were by my side on the floor, the cat keeping my feet warm, Craig snoring softly beside me, and a baby who was out like a light (or so I thought). I don't know what woke me, but as I snuggled under the covers, it was as though a crystalline light surrounded me, and I realized how very, very special my life is. Even when Murray woke up several minutes later soaked through to his sheets, I didn't mind getting up. Craig and I quietly worked as a team to get him cleaned up and the sheets changed. As we all went back to bed, I smiled to myself, knowing with all my heart that God has a plan, and I'm living it. It may not always be what I want, but He certainly provides me with my needs, and oh so many blessings.

Murray just learned how to pull himself up on EVERYTHING. It seems like it happened over night. Several weeks back he began practicing, but he finally got it down. I feel like bolting all of our furniture to the floor and walls. In this clip, he was so proud of himself.