Perfection

Tonight, you needed your Momma.  You needed me.

You had been sleeping but eventually you found yourself lingering somewhere between desperately wanting to be asleep and trying to be asleep.  That place?  It is not a calming place to be for a little sleepy boy.  You couldn’t get comfortable.  You rolled to your belly and automatically pushed your sleepy little head up.

Mommy, I need you.  Help me be comfortable.  Help me sleep.

I picked you up and cradled you in my arms.  My baby.  My baby.

And you?  You relaxed and fell deeply asleep.

And I held you there.  And I admired you.

Your perfect little body that fits so perfectly into my lap.  You’ve already grown so big since I first held you.  Your legs spilled over onto my legs, completely relaxed.  A fully formed body in a tiny little package.  Each limb, each appendage experiencing and learning new things.  But all that fun, all that activity, all that wonderment can wait for tomorrow.

Your head is nestled in the crook of my arm.  Your tiny jaw line bobs up and down as you suck your soother.  I am soothed just watching you; just holding you.  Your hand is snuggled between my arm and my breast, directly under your head.  You are wrapped in a cocoon of Mommy.

I kiss you.  I kiss the creamy smooth cheek that attracts my kisses like magnets.  I linger to drink you in – your perfection.

Your world is you and me and that is all that matters.  It is perfect and restful and calming.

Thank you for inviting me into your world tonight.

Sweet dreams.