Moments to remember

I haven't held my sleeping baby in a long time, since he gave up his cat nap in the afternoons.  Which reminds me I have a whole post I want to do on that.  I am so glad we have a baby who can put himself to sleep, but there are times when I miss holding my sleeping baby.

Tonight, I went to put Stephen to bed and while I was rocking him and singing to him he was so still and just looked up at me.  It was so sweet.  As we rocked some more, he fell asleep on my chest.  My cheek was resting on his forehead and I could smell his freshly washed hair, a slight scent of lavender from his shampoo.  When I looked down I could see his beautiful, long eyelashes, hear him taking each sweet breath and felt the weight of his body on mine.  I could feel tears welling up in my eyes and then felt one slowly trickle down my face.  Tears of joy!  I was so grateful to be holding my sleeping baby.  I just savored the moment and looked around his room.  An overwhelming feeling of gratitude came over me.  We are so blessed to have this baby boy!

I wanted to hold him all night, but knew he needed to get into his crib before he woke up.  I was worried he would wake when I moved, but as I carried him over to his crib and laid him down he stayed asleep.

Such a sweet night that I always want to remember.