Five a.m. I wake to hear Addi crying from her crib. I grunt and groan as I grudgingly roll out of my nice warm bed and my feet hit the icy cold floor. I gather all the necessary supplies...boppy pillow, burp clothes, blankee, water bottle, phone (you wouldn't believe how much stuff I move around throughout the day just to feed her). I think to myself "If only she would have slept just a little bit longer..." but then I see her cryin' away, and all I can do is smile. As I nurse her in her dimly lit nursery, I look at that sweet face and thank God for all he has given me. It is an amazing feeling to know that I am meeting the needs of my little baby. She is so precious. I am so lucky.
