Rocking A Baby...

...feels so good.

Most nights I tuck the boys in bed, kiss them both and then leave the room.  Gone are the days of rocking a baby boy for hours.

I am blessed with this third piece of heaven to rock at night.  Most nights this is how she falls asleep.  Safely cradled in her mother's arms.

I am sincerely trying to enjoy the growing up of my babies.  It is so amazing to see them get older and become big kids.  But sometimes my heart breaks for the same reasons. Time is passing so quickly.  It's not slowing down no matter how hard I try.  I don't always think this way, but sometimes I cannot help it.

I do not think I could make it through each day without the hope I have in Jesus Christ.  I am extremely grateful that He holds my forever and holds my babies.

If I do nothing else with my life, I pray that I show Isaac, Landon and Hadley who Jesus is and teach them about the gift of life He so selflessly died to give us all.

For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.

Psalm 100:4-5