Right now there is a naked baby sleeping in our bed. Tiny one is sick with a fever and so he lays there in our bed, only wearing his diaper, in an attempt to make the fever go down.

It seems to work.

A little while ago he woke up hungry. I got a bottle ready and laid there next to him in the dark. He was drinking, making little "baby sounds". He held onto my one finger and with my other hand I was stroking his little head. It was one of those magical moments.

He is so soft, so perfect, and so wonderful. I feel so blessed to be his mother and to be allowed to be with him, taking care of him, holding him, loving him.

Life truly is a great thing!