Sunday:
Gigi and Papa left today, just before nap time hit. I went to Annabelle's room to rock her to get her to finish her bottle, which is proving to be a challenge at times, and to get her to nap. Liam followed and watched quietly as he laid in Gigi and Papa's bed. I love the squishy, sweating, snugly, sleepy baby syndrome that she gets when she is really tired. Her whole body gets like a cooked noodle and her little cheeks become clammy, and she begins to just form to your body and sleeps soundly. I don't think one's life is complete till they have had a baby fall asleep on their chest. It's the sweetest thing in the world. I think it's one of those things that God gives us parents to enjoy, one of those things that makes all the waking up at night, diapers, feeding, crying all worth it. It's so sweet to me, because she doesn't do that with just anyone. She has to be comfortable with you and you have to be trusting for her and snugly, lovey back. I wish I had a way of bottling it up so that I can go back when she is older and just re-savor these moments. I think that's just part of the parental growing pains though. They must grow at some point.
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