We woke at 4:30 this morning and while I was hoping for a few more years before the excitement of Christmas woke us quite that early, I didn’t mind. Much. Cora was able to fall back asleep around 5:30 and so was J but I’m wide awake. Counting all my blessings. It’s quiet and dark and the sound of Cora’s white noise machine is soothing. There are 3 stockings hung by the chimney with care. And Santa has been here while we slept. I have always loved Christmas but there is something extra magical about this first Christmas as a mom. Something surreal and wonderful. I will be spending the day wrapped in peace, love, and joy. Christ was born in Bethlehem and I will celebrate Him with my tiny babe. I wish the same for you and your family. Merry Christmas to all. With love from the Ds.
Merry Christmas
Sweet hands
I wish I could take a picture of what is going on in our nursery at 4:45 this morning (I tried with my cell phone but I couldn’t get us in the screen right) so I will do my best to describe the sweetness. After Cora eats, I hold her upright for 20 minutes to try to avoid spit up. This morning she has settled into the crook of my arm and has outstretched her own arm and has placed her little hand right to my cheek where it rests. The cuteness. It abounds here. I almost don’t want to move. But I have 3 more potential hours of sleep waiting for me (if she sleeps that long) and I can’t give those up. So I will take one more minute to soak up this quiet moment and be thankful for the blessings I have in my life, and then I will return this sleeping angel to her crib and tip toe back to bed.
Baby D Makes Three 