Today, as on several other days in the past Zeke woke up from his nap before he was ready to wake up. He was crying in his crib and as I picked him up he instantly nuzzled his face into my armpit, which has long been his comfort spot, and fell right back asleep. As I sat in the rocking chair thinking about this I felt so blessed. While it is true that I encourage him to sleep on his own, in his own bed, there is something special about holding him. I thought about how despite being so tired he wouldn’t fall back asleep in his crib; but one second in Mommy’s arms was enough. What a beautiful relationship between parent and child. So full of comfort and love. I’m so grateful to be a Mommy.
