It won't always be like this

I just finished rocking Summer to sleep for either the 3rd or 4th time tonight and it's only 10 pm.  As I was rocking her again this last time I was thinking back on when she was a newborn and how much I dreaded  each time I had to get up and feed or rock her.  I was not adjusted to being up all night, I was tired, frustrated and annoyed.  I've since learned to cherish each time that I get to rock my baby.  With every rock I just stare at her little face and thank God for sending me such a beautiful gift.  With each rock, I pray that God will help me to be a good mom to her and that He will help Preston and I to raise her to be a loving, kind, sweet girl with a love for Him.  I pray for protection over her.. I pray for her future... I pray for her and I to have a close relationship with each other...  I pray for an abundance of patience as she grows up...

I guess every night my prayers for her change a little bit, but what doesn't change is the love I feel for her and the excitement I have when I think about a lifetime of watching her become someone great.  And I know she will be <someone great>.

Thank you God, for the chance you've given me to be sleep deprived, for the arms you've given me to rock a precious angel and the heart you've given me to feel a love so wonderful.  Thank you for right now, because I know that time passes quickly and that change happens daily.  It won't always be like this....