Thankful

Sometimes my heart fills to the brim with a joy that cannot be put into words. It happens when I open the car door to get Cooper out of his car seat and he goes crazy with excitement. It happens when I wake up to hear a sweet little voice over the monitor. It happens as I watch his huge smile rise above furniture as he plays Peek A Boo. It happens when he crawls to my legs and reaches his arms up for me to hold him. It happens when I push him in his stroller and he turns his head around so he can see me.

Miscellaneous moments. Little moments. The moments I so desperately longed for not so long ago.

Lately there have been a lot of those little moments though. My baby boy will be one soon, and a great wave of reflection and thankfulness has come over me. The other day as I wrapped a Mickey Mouse fire engine and little tool set in Happy Birthday wrapping paper, my eyes grew misty. Karl and I went through so much to have a baby, and now our little baby is turning one. How did that happen?

Not a day goes by that at some point I am not overwhelmed with gratitude for what God has done for us. He was faithful to his word despite how unfaithful I was. He said he would fulfill the desires of my heart.

And how very, very grateful I am that he did.