I was scared our time in bed, comforted by the others breathing, would end. Once you went into your crib I feared you would never want to lay with me again. Yesterday afternoon you fell asleep on me after an abrupt wake-up from a nap. I carried you into my room and we slept there together- your head in a pool of sweat on my chest- for over an hour. Your binky fell out from between your lips and your breathing was heavy, but restful.
I was in heaven.
Sometimes I forget that no matter how much you are growing, you are still a baby. You will, of course, always be my baby… don’t you forget it.
Thank you for the sweet naps, the early morning snuggles and the energy that seems never ending, but when it is, always lands you in my arms with your head resting on my shoulder. RECENTLY I felt like I was failing you- giving up something important for a freedom I don’t really think I was missing… but all we need is each other. Your sweet breath on my neck, even and slow, reminds me that everything in life just falls into place- even when we don’t know it yet.
There was a time when I thought this was as cute as it got…
Then there was you.