I was having a rather stressful night. I had already put Baby J to sleep but my toddler JR runs the house. So his late night partying woke her up. I sent him off to play with the other kids and took J to my room to put her back to sleep. I put her in my bed and silently lay next to her.
As we lay in bed together face to face, her tiny little hand explored my face. She stared into my eyes as she touched my nose, pulled my lips and tugged at my eyelashes. As she touched each part of my face she stayed there for a few seconds studying it as if this was her first time really seeing me. The moment was so beautiful I held my breath so I would keep from startling her and give her a reason to stop. Her ever so curious 6 month old mind was at work trying to figure me out. She rested her hand on my cheek as we just gazed at each other. I could see how tired she was. I knew that this beautiful moment would soon end but I longed for it to last a bit longer. This may be the 7th time I’ve experienced a love like this but no matter how many times it is still just as magical as the first. Just as I had predicted her eyes began to close as her hand slipped away from my face. She was asleep and I could have gotten up but the sheer beauty of the moment kept me there staring at her. Thanking God for feeling I was special enough to deserve this precious little girl. They grow so fast we have to take advantage of these times.
These are the moments that make me forget about all of the sleepless nights, the countless dirty diapers, the trials and tribulations of breastfeeding. These are the moments full of love that connect us. Moments like these are the reason I’m so blessed to be a mom.