One of those days

I thought it was going to be one of those days when I first came to consciousness this morning... it was WAY too early to be hearing from my son on a Saturday. He didn't quiet down so I decided to try starting some music for him, but that didn't work. I kept hoping he would settle down for another hour or so as I pulled the covers tighter, but his volume only increased. I finally gave up and went to rescue this poor little guy from the solitude of his room. The morning didn't get much better as he proceeded to whine throughout breakfast and a bath. I got a few moments of silence as I took a shower, and he seemed excited to head to watch Daddy's team play their first Upward football game. We had not been at the field long when the whining began again...I guess I can't blame him, he had been up much longer than normal! Juice satisfied for a bit, but soon not much would bring a smile. He crashed when we came home (as did I), and I hoped his nap would help wipe out his whining...I wasn't sure I could handle much more of it today... I, too, was feeling the effects of less sleep after a busy Friday, a short night, and a busy morning.

Wouldn't you know that I found myself overwhelmed by this precious little boy after lunch? Then it became one of those days where I just can't seem to get enough of him...I can't squeeze him tight enough or get enough kisses or grasp that he is really here. I am silenced by this blessing given us by our Father...and humbled to think we have another one on the way. I am so undeserving...so thankful...so awestruck by the goodness of our God.

How great is our God?!?!?!?!