Blessed

I heard this song on the radio today and it made me cry. It made me want so much for my babies. I want so much happiness and so much joy for them. I want them to have the love of and for God, the special bond of family and the need for each other. The ability to know right from wrong and the innocence of childhood for as long as we can possibly keep it. The freedom from needing material things. I want them to be blessed with happy childhood memories of playing and learning and love. A life filled with adventures and experiences and travels. It's hard raising kids. There are so many things to teach them. I don't want to mess it up. Excuse my late night ramblings as I wait for Ella's next feeding so I can go to bed and snuggle in next to Kate and Eric. Snuggle. That's one of Charlie's favorite things to do before he goes to bed. For as long as I can remember, he has said this to me. "Mama, snuggle." Most likely, it's a ploy to get to stay up just a little bit longer while he buries himself deep into me and asks me to scratch his back and sing him a song... It's a little thing we share together that I hope he will never outgrow.

The lyrics to my song, turn the volume up on your computer, you will be able to hear it with me... Blessed by Elton John

Hey you, you're a child in my head

You haven't walked yet

Your first words have yet to be said

But I swear you'll be blessed

I know you're still just a dream

Your eyes might be green

Or the bluest that Ive ever seen

Anyway, you'll be blessed

And you, you'll be blessed

You'll have the best

I promise you that

Ill pick a star from the sky

Pull your name from a hat

I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that

You'll be blessed

I need you before I'm too old

To have and to hold

To walk with you and watch you grow

And know that you're blessed ...