As I held a baby in my arms for most of the afternoon, I thought about three blessings; my two daughters and my son. This morning I lift a prayer for all those who feel overcome by the news of a pregnancy and hope that they have a way to protect that little soul when there is no one else to do the protecting. I pray for those who are carrying a baby, that they may be safe. I pray for those who are unable, through some quiver of the universe, to conceive their own child…for that loneliness and that frustration while all around them, their friends are rocking a precious bundle in their arms. I pray for those who are opening their arms and homes up to children who otherwise, would have no arms to hold them or homes to shelter them…for those mothers and fathers who foster or adopt. I lift up the babies this morning.