As I think back to those sleepless nights, one song sticks out in my mind. I used to sing Plumbs "In My Arms" to my fussy baby boy, often with tear filled eyes myself.
Plumb-In My Arms
Your baby blues so full of wonder your curly cues your contagious smile and as I watch you start to grow up all I can do is hold you tight Knowing clouds will rage and storms will race in but you will be safe in my arms rains will pour down waves will crash around but you will be safe in my arms
Storybooks full of fairytales
of kings and queens
and the bluest skies
my heart is torn just in knowing
you'll someday soon see truth from lies
Castles they might crumble
dreams may not come true
but you are never all alone
because I will always, always love you
I still find it hard to express how much I love and adore my son. Life and love gets put into perspective when you lose a child or two. So I thank God daily for blessing me with Graydon and allowing me to carry him full term and have a happy healthy baby. If Hope and Love were here today, I know that G would be the best big brother. I may be partial but he is the most kind-hearted, loving, gentle, and gracious kid I have ever met. He truely amazes me.