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The Baby

  I love this time of year, the opportunity to remember what we're thankful for and to enjoy a fabulous meal with family. It was a fantastic Thanksgiving and now we're ready for the rush of the Christmas season.
  Yesterday we put on some Christmas music and set up the tree, the house now looks and smells like Christmas!
  One of my Favorite Christmas songs is the Mannheim Steamroller version of "Silent Night". I love it because it makes me feel a portion of the spirit that must have been there the night the Savior was born.
  Taevin was born in January, which means I was very, very pregnant during the Christmas of 2004. It was that year that I gained an appreciation for Mary, and she has held a special spot in my heart ever since. I remember being as Luke would say "great with child" and feeling the difficulty of getting in and out of a car, and it made me wonder how Mary felt getting on and off of a donkey in that delicate state.
  There is a protective instinct encompassed by mothers and I wonder how intensified that feeling was for her knowing the gravity of her Son's calling, which leads me to wonder if she really understood it fully. There is a song that I love this time of year, it is entitled "Mary did you know?". This song only gained special meaning for me after I had become a mother, and this year as I hold my little Kalei who is only four months old, I wonder what the future will hold for my three sweet babies, as I sure Mary did many times, but on a much grander scale.
  I'm grateful for my Savior and the wonderful woman who raised him; I love this time of year and the opportunity we have to focus on the Baby who gave us the greatest gift ever.

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