Sleepyhead

Dear Jacob,

You can count on me, little one. When Mommy makes a promise, she keeps it. And when I told you that soon you'd have a real crib of your very own to sleep in, I meant it.

Sweet dreams, sleepyhead. I'm going to tuck that little foot back in, just like I do every night, and let you get some rest now. But first I'll kiss your forehead, and whisper to you just how much I love you, and remind you that you're my favorite Jacob in the whole wide world, just like I do every night. And just like always, I'll lay my hand on your chest and thank the Lord again for bringing you into my world, and for letting me keep you for a little while, and I'll ask Him to watch over you as you sleep, and to work in your tiny heart even now so that one day you'll call Him Savior.

Because I'm not always going to get it right, little one. In fact, most times I'm going to screw up pretty badly. But the God I sing about while I'm feeding you your bottle, and the Jesus we talk about during the day, and the Spirit that watches over you when I'm not there...they are the ones you can really count on.

You can trust me on that one, little Jacob.

Love,

Mommy