Take a deep breath, close your eyes (ok don't close your eyes because then you can't keep reading) but imagine the feeling of a sleeping baby lieing on your chest. . . are you feeling the weight of her body on your chest, the fuzzy little head brushing your chin, listening to the evenness of her breath. Whether it's a newborn or a 2 year old there is just something about having a sleeping child cuddled up on your chest sleeping soundly.
Tonight, I'm having a purely sweet moment. A moment when I feel all sappy inside. I love the little person sleeping on my chest so much my insides feel like mush, I love her so much I would run out in front of speeding car to save her, I love her so much that she was born on my heart long before I saw her sweet little feet or cute button nose.
I think of the first time I ever fed her a bottle before bed. She guzzled it down in a hurry and quickly drifted off to sleep.Then as soon as the last drop was swallowed she did this crazy pancake flip and was sleeping on my chest. My heart beating next to hers.
I am so thankful for moments like this, moments when God reminds me to step back from the routines of day to day and remember the moment.