Small Comforts

I believe holding a sleeping baby on your chest is one of the greatest joys of motherhood. When Chasten fights nap time all day then finally passes out on my chest, it's like having a front row seat to watch him grin and giggle. I was thinking today about how much God loves us. How He always comes through and provides what I need right in time. And it made me sad that some people don't recognize those affirmations in their lives. No one could ever convince me that God doesn't exist or that He doesn't love and care for me. I prayed repeatedly for this little miracle boy on my chest. I've always prayed to know God's will for my life and now I believe I was meant to be a mother. More than anything in the world, I've always had the desire to have children and I know that that desire was placed there by my Heavenly Father. I find myself praying for Chasten at various times in the day. Praying he will also realize his potential in the Lord and that God will send people into his life to help keep his feet on the correct path. As I get older I'm able to see that out of heartbreak comes healing and that things that aren't yet meant to be will not happen outside of their time. The babies Mike and I have lost are in heaven with our Savior and I realize our bond wouldn't be as strong now had things played out any differently. I take comfort in knowing that everything (good and bad) put me in position to have this beautiful baby boy lie here and nap. I couldn't imagine things any other way!
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