The house so quiet
He and I alone awake
Seeking
Finding
Relaxing, his little body a sigh
Eyes closing again, a gentle tugging
His tiny hand lightly running along my forearm
And back again
As if to reassure himself that even in the dark
I, as familiar as his own skin, am here
Holding him, snug on my lap
We are warm
Content
Relaxing, together, in this dark quiet time
2 comments:
oh...
honestly... aren't those nursing hormones the best? i love the way God made our emotions, let down, visual, senses, guide the miracle of breastfeeding.
*content*
AWwww 4:30am will never again be so pleasant! I wish I still didn't mind being ripped from my bed but alas, all good things must come to an end. Beautiful remembrance.
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