Blessings.

There is oh-so-much to share.

This is the absolute first moment I have sat still to reflect and to remember. To structure my thoughts and memories into sentences. To put things in their proper order and perspective.

This

and this

happened.

I was there for both.

Prayers answered.

That doesn't mean there wasn't a whole lot o' work and effort that went into it.

And not just for those sweet daughters of mine... for this tired mamita who feels like taking a little nap at 9:30 in the morning because she's actually sitting down, taking a moment to reflect on the craziness of the past couple weeks. 

It also doesn't mean it all went according to my well-thought-out and desired plan.

There was plenty of anxiety, stress, sweat and tears thrown in.

For today, I will count my blessings.

I will thank my Heavenly Father once again that my prayers were answered:

• for a healthy delivery for mom and baby

• for the safety of my family hurtling through the blackness at 80mph in the wee hours of the morning

• for the gift of being present

• for the blessing of having everyone's needs and schedules met

• for stamina and endurance

And I will thank those angels-on-earth who assisted along the way.
I couldn't have done it without them.