Sweet Nights

I am so in love with my daughter. I am continually amazed that she is mine every time I look at her. I'm sitting in my bed right now with her gently laying on my lap on top of her Boppy pillow - it's her favorite place in the whole world. I usually spend my nights with her curled up on me, her head gently resting on my arm. Even on the nights I am truly exhausted I don't mind cuddling her while I rock her back to sleep because I know these days are only but a moments breath. I look at her little fingers and toes, they are so tiny and adorable, I just want to pause each moment forever. I often wonder to myself how God must feel towards me, since these are the feelings I have as a mother and a human, and I am even more in awe of who He is and how He loves each one of us. I find myself lost in so many moments with my family, each of which I cherish with every breath that I have in me. I know that tonight as I lay down to get some rest, I will be awakened to the quiet cries of my sweet baby girl as she lets me know that she is once again ready to be fed or just wants to be snuggled close. I often hear others say how children become spoiled when their parents respond to their every request and I am once again reminded of the way our Father responds to us, with gentleness and haste. I ask myself if I am spoiled by God's love for me. I'd like to think that I am, after all, that's where my security comes from. I continue to be needy and He continues to respond quickly, every single time. I am reminded of the sweet verse of Jeremiah 33:3 that tells us to call to Him and He will answer us. It all starts to make sense about my deep love for Emma. I have Him as my example. So tonight, I will rest until my child calls to me and when she does, I will answer her.