When I hold my baby

Most of the time when I am holding Addison and giving her a bottle we are in the living room or on the go. But some times I take her into her room and rock her. When I'm holding her and looking down at that precious face, I am overwhelmed. I pray over her future and dream of the woman she will grow to be. I think about all the fun we're going to have together. I'm so excited about having a daughter and all the things that go along with it. But as I look down and see her holding her teddy bear, I pull her in a little tighter. Because I know those days will be here before I know it it. And no matter how hard these 9 months have been, I would trade a one. When Addison does something new, I am her biggest cheer leader. I'm so proud of her and every little new thing she does. But after I get excited, part of me is a little sad because with every new thing, I know she is growing up.

Have you heard the song, "It wont be like this for long" by Darius Rucker? I have heard it at least 20 times. Every time I hear it I cry! It is so true for me. There have been some trying times raising Addison and most of the time I keep a very patient attitude, but sometimes I get so frustrated. I really should hear this song every day because then I would never get upset. Because I know that...it really wont be like this for long. (by the way, just teared up thinking about it.)

The other day Addison fell asleep while I was burping her in the living room. I was walking to her room and stopped by the bathroom to look in the mirror at her face. She was so precious. Then I looked at myself holding her and a tear rolled down my cheek. I prayed a silent prayer..."Thank you Jesus for this baby! Thank you for blessing me with the opportunity to raise her."