O Holy Night.

I woke up too early the other morning, and couldn't fall back asleep.

My hips hurt.

My back hurt.

And my babies were moving.

My thoughts wandered to another expecting mom.

I thought of Mary, the mother of Jesus, riding a donkey, of all things, all the way to Bethlehem.

I just can't imagine.

I couldn't even make it through the entirety of Sherlock Holmes without going to stand in the back of the theater.

Oh, the things mothers do for their children.

She was a very special mother.

And she had a very special Child.

I'm thinking of them tonight.

I hope you are too.

We hope you have a very Merry Christmas.

Lots of love.

xoxo.