We went through a lot to have our precious little girl here with us today. Years of trying to conceive and fertility treatments. An emergency c-section at 36 weeks. A horrifying experince when she was 7 weeks that almost took her from us. Through all of this, I think gratitude and appreciation came easy to us. Every moment with her is a blessing. Even when I'm frustrated at yet ANOTHER piece of food being flung accross the room.
But I won't lie, there are times when I'm exhausted and patience isn't what it should be. There are times when she's crying in the middle of the night for the fourth night in a row and I lie there begging for her to go back to sleep. There are times when I am exasperated at the screaming during our very short car ride home.
But today, tragically, I am reminded again about how truly blessed we are.
Today when I got home to my sweet little monkey...we danced. We sang...and we danced. She really loves to dance these days and most evenings we spend our time dancing...all of us...dancing. She closes her eyes and waves her head back and forth to the music and then she turns herself in circles, dancing... and clapping... and smiling. These are very special moments for us, but tonight, they were a little extra special.
Squeeze your babies a little longer, a little tighter, appreciate the simple things and revel in the special moments. Let the kids decorate the Christmas Tree, even if it doesn't look perfect, let them dress themselves in the morning, even if their outfit doens't match, let them have ice cream for breakfast... just this once.
Fill the universe with light and love and laughter so the angel babies who were taken from their families today can find their way home into the loving arms waiting for them.