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How Sweet It Is, To Be Loved By You

In five days my baby boy will be three. It was three years ago that I gave birth to Mark's first born son and to Emma's first sibling. It was three years ago that my doctor announced in the operating room that, "It is a big, healthy BOY!" Then they cleaned up my boy and gave them to his father while they put me back together. Soon enough they handed me my baby boy and wheeled us both back to our room. Shortly after, our baby girl came to meet her baby brother. That was three years ago...

I want to stop, and thank you baby
I just want to stop, and thank you baby
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How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
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I close my eyes at night
Wondering where would I be without you in my life
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Everything I did was just a bore
Everywhere I went it seems I'd been there before
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But you brighten up for me all of my days
With a love so sweet in so many ways
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I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby
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How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you.

I thank God and honestly this song reminds me of Him. How sweet it is to be loved by God. He is the one for which all of this was possible. He is the one who gave me first Mark, then Emmaline and then Davis. He is the one and only. How sweet it is.

Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.

Indeed, how sweet it is.
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D said…
Aww, so sweet. I love the picture montage. I can hear the music. Happy birthday little man!

They grow up so fast... :)
D
10:23 AM
Abby said…
Thanks. I can not believe how little my Emma looks. You expect it from a newborn to a three year old. It shocks you to see the four year old to almost seven, how different she is.
10:36 AM
Amanda. said…
Awesome. So sweet.

That's my song for Gavin. :)
8:30 PM
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