Everyday I am reminded of how lucky I am to be her mom. However, today was especially great.

As soon as I got home, she was all smiles and so excited to see me. She even reached up while I was picking her up. There is absolutely no better feeling than coming home to a sweet little smiling face who recognizes you as her mommy. 

We laughed, played and cuddled all afternoon. I am beginning to think that my favorite part of the day is bedtime routine. While I absolutely love dressing her up in cute little outfits and bows, there is just something so snuggly and cozy about wrapping her up in her pajamas. 

She has started to recognize bedtime and I now rock her in the chair with her pacifier. She loves being gently sang or hummed to and we just sit there with each other. It is so simple yet makes me feel so many different feelings. I absolutely love it. 

She is so full of energy when I am getting her ready and just smiles and giggles but when we are rocking, she slowly just relaxes and I know she feels safe. Tonight, she fell asleep after slightly fighting going to bed. We rocked and I faced her toward me. Her head rested so slowly and peacefully on my chest and her tiny hand squeezed my finger. I cannot express the love I feel from her. She says no words and is still so new to this word but yet I feel that she needs and wants me. 

God has truly given me the greatest gift. It once crossed my mind that I would never feel that motherly connection with my own children. But He had a different, wonderful, beautiful and perfect plan. I will never understand why my four babies are up in heaven but I don’t think I’m supposed to understand that. He needed them for some reason, and maybe that reason was to watch over my baby girl. 

Thank goodness for bedtime.