S. and I just spent some time reading my posts from last December/January. That was a TRIP. Wow. I mean, I can remember how hard and scary it was…but reliving the details just now really brought me back to what it felt like in a visceral way. How grateful I am to be here now and not there.
Every night before I got to sleep, I sneak into the boys’ room to check on them. I lean over to look at each of them in their cribs. Sometimes I even put my hand on their backs for a minute while I listen to them breathing. Then I stand there in the corner between their two cribs, and watch them sleep. Every night. I think to myself…how did I ever get so lucky? And then I stand there for another few seconds and take a moment to soak it all in. To pause. To savor. And to fill myself up to the brim with gratitude.
Merry Christmas! You’ve come a long way, baby. My experience was nowhere near as difficult or as heartwrenching as yours, but I do the same thing with Juju in her crib each night and feel so blessed. I listen to her sweet breathing and thing how incredibly magical this life with her is. We are so, so lucky.
May the coming year bring as much joy to you all as the past year has!
Very nice! Sleeping peaceful healthy baby breath! Nothing like it! Gratitude!
Merry Christmas! Erik is going to be five in a few days and Ian is two and I still sneak into their rooms every night to watch them sleep for a few moments and just be thankful for them.
isn’t it incredible how your world changes in so many amazing ways?! hope your family had a fabulous holiday!
A very belated yay! Love!
i do the same thing except since bunny’s still cosleeping it’s propping myself up on an arm and catching my breath how incredibly perfect he is.
being a mom is everything i thought it would be and then some!