Baby Mine, close your eyes…
I held our baby boy last night, wooing him to sleep, amazed at the complete trust he had as I cradled him close to me – being held about 5 times his height above the floor, he lay in my arms, closed his eyes and drifted off to dreamland. I watched as he made the most contented of faces, pursing his lips, forming a curious “O,” stretching in a big crooked, sleepy yawn.
As he listened to my heart beating next to his ear, I listened to my own heart thumping with the joy of having a new baby, having this little one to hold, cuddle, snuggle… most of all, I wondered at this new life we are just getting to know – 21 days old and already so loved by both of us. And I prayed that the trust he has right now, content to be held and rocked to sleep will continue through all the years of his dear life!
