Earlybird Gets The Worm

Early mornings are precious to my heart. Occasionally my four month old will get up in the wee hours of the morning for another feeding if she didn't eat well the day before. Today is one of those mornings. She woke me up with her babble and grunts. She rarely cries when she is hungry. She chooses a higher form of communication: grunting. She waits patiently for her bottle to heat up. (She will only drink breastmilk that I pump. She refuses to work for her breastmilk, and she dislikes formula.) While she is waiting for her bottle, I change her diaper. By the time I finish changing her diaper, she is ready for her feeding. Yes, early mornings are dear to my heart. Thank You Dear Lord for blessing me with a wonderful daughter. I am thankful for every precious moment that I can spend with her. She is truly a gift from above.