Still counting.....

So, I thought I would post to this at least once a week...boy oh boy. hahaha  

We had our first "throwing up" experience with miss Z last night.  Poor little thing. I didn't know so much could come out of something so tiny (all 16 pounds of her).  I also didn't know what it would be like to have a child puking in your arms while holding her. You see the last time I cleaned up vomit was at school, when I was teaching PE, and I was 8 months pregnant, and the boy ran across the gym to the bathroom, leaving a trail. I carried a bucket to gym class for the remainder of my days. Anyways..... It was kinds crazy. I'm a sympathetic gagger you see...so I just wasn't sure how that was going to work with my own children!  I was amazed at the calmness I felt, and the overwhelming love and empathy I felt for my little sweet pea during her yucky moments.  I'm just thankful she enjoy's baths! Did I mention I had just gotten out of the shower ( after I got some on me the first round), only to minutes later be COVERED, after I checked on her in bed...found two piles (TMI?) and picked her up when hence she sprang forth....hahaha, ok, I'll stop.

All this to say...that in those moments, and even this morning as I was thinking about what a crazy night we had...I was counting my blessings...even had the song running thru my head.  Call it the holy spirit, call it losing your first child so making a point to never take a moment for granted with your next, call it lack of sleep...but so thankful for even those times...as trying as they may be,,,that we can count your blessings..name them one by one...count your many blessings...see what God has done!