Dear God, Thank You.

Tuesday night, after the little one was asleep in her crib and the J had fallen asleep in our bed waiting for me to get ready for bed, when all was quiet in the apartment and i had some moments to myself, i realized that i had been so thankful that the first of many drop-offs went well.

i thanked you who prayed.
i thanked Caroline for being easy and doing a good job. (i literally told her thank you. i think that's important.)
i even just sort of threw a thanks and a "whew" out there to the universe for things going well.

And in that still moment when my world was on it's way to sleep, i quietly remembered that i had yet to thank God, the One who orchestrated the great first drop-off in the first place.

So i'm making up for it publicly.

Father,

Thank you first and foremost for the gift of Caroline. Thank you that i have the opportunity to have a baby to drop-off at daycare. And thank you for her chubby cheeks and fuzzy hair, and pretty blue eyes.

Thank you that she has such a curious, sweet and easy temperament, and that she was hardly fazed by being in new surroundings without J or me there. Thank you that you have provided two great teachers who take good care of her, a best friend who also works there and helps in the baby room often and can check on her "niece," and more importantly, thank you for providing a job where i can play with toddlers all day, earn money and be only two doors down from Caroline, you know, in case she needs me.

Thank you for hearing the prayers of others on my behalf. Thank you that i have others who talk to you on my behalf. Thank you that i don't always know what they tell you about me, but i'm sure you already know.

And thank you for knowing me. Thank you for knowing that i'm controlling and a worrier and tender-hearted and that leaving Caroline in the care of another was going to be difficult for me. Thank you for forcing me to do so...and thank you for gently holding my hand when it happened.

Thank you for being in the little things.

You are the best.

i love you.

me