Its 2am. It’s been a long and wearisome day. I feel emotionally and physically drained.
I told myself I wouldn’t cry but here I am and I can feel my eyes swelling with tears.
At this point, I’ve lost track of how many times I have gotten up with the baby.
All I want is a break so I can get a little sleep, but I’m the only one here…It’s just me.
“I am all alone.”
“My beautiful child, my promises to you are everlasting.
you are never alone.
I will never leave you or forsake you.
My grace is sufficient for you.
Never forget that my power is made perfect in your weakness.”