four in the bed

and the little one said – roll over! roll over!


On a rare occasion…okay, once a week or so, Jackson wakes up far too early for his or our own good and we plop his sweet sleepyhead into bed with us until a more reasonable hour of wakefulness. Not that he cooperates by going back to sleep, but in general, he cuddles and lies still enough that we can catch a few more winks before tackling the day.

When I roll over and have Jackson on one side of me, with an occasional poke or his soft hand kindly scratching my back, and Taylor inside of me, rolling and poking my ribs and side, I think how blessed I am to have three other people in our soft bed. Three other people I love with all my heart. Three other people that make my days full and joyful and challenging and wonderful. A husband who works hard and loves much. A little boy that is full of life and excitement for every day. A tiny baby girl that only just now could have a chance to live on the outside of my womb, and whom I want to meet very much already.

And let’s not forget the canine variety of family member that lies beside the bed, ever so faithfully. We like him too. šŸ™‚

So while I might sleep better when there’s just me (and a pile of pillows) in the bed, I sure am grateful for the people that make up this family o’ mine. All in the bed. šŸ™‚

Author: jomegs

my life is full and beautiful because the Lord of all creation has seen fit to take me as His own. I have a wondeful husband, five incredible kids, a sweet yellow lab, and we live in a lovely house in a small town. I throw the occasional temper tantrum, love good food, bake drool-worthy treats, and have a love affair with French-pressed coffee, mountains, and the North Shore of Lake Superior.

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