Prayers, prayers, prayers. And more prayers.

When I logged on to my Twitter account this morning, I saw the feed filled with requests for thoughts and prayers for one of my favorite bloggers, Jenny of What the Blog? After struggling with and blogging about infertility, Jenny became pregnant. With triplets. Clearly, she wasn't going to have an easy pregnancy, and she certainly had her share of scares right from the beginning. Today's Twitter messages had a lot more urgency, though: her water had broken and the triplets were being delivered today, at 28 weeks gestation (triplets are considered "full term" at 32 weeks). A few hours went by, and then finally a triumphant update: "Happy birthday to Tobias, Eleanor & Callista!" and later, "We have 3 beautiful babies with dark hair & good grips. They all squeezed my finger."

Thank you, God. Obviously, they aren't out of the woods yet and the journey before them is filled with a lot of uncertainty. But right now, things look good. Prayers, prayers, prayers for those three tiny babies.

And later this morning, another Mom-blogger had an announcement. Sam's mom announced that Sam was cleared for admission for his first stem cell transplant. His hospitalization will last from four to six weeks, and he'll be undergoing chemotherapy, transfusions, and all kinds of other things that no little boy should even know about, much less endure. His first birthday will be spent in the hospital. His mom's perspective on it all is beautiful: while Sam may not feel up to opening gifts or having cake, this treatment will allow him to have many, many more birthdays. Healthy birthdays. God bless you, Sartin family. I don't think you have any idea how inspiring you all are. We're praying for you too.

Now excuse me, I need to go hug my little boy. Moms, dads, feel free to take a moment to hug your kids too. Whatever else you are doing now will wait for you to come back.