Today the most beautiful moment occurred around 10 am when I was putting AJH down for her morning nap. She was a little extra fussy and wouldn’t settle. I picked her up and sat down in the glider to try and rock her to sleep. To most, this may sound perfectly normal, but if you’re a new mom like me, you have probably been trained to cringe when you hear the phrase: “rock her to sleep.” So many books tell you not to do that and that you can spoil babies by training them to only fall asleep when rocked or held. I agree that it’s probably not a good idea to do that every time, but sometimes I just can’t resist. I know she will only be this size for so long, and I honestly can’t get enough. I wrapped a soft blanket around her head, snuggled her in close and rested my face against hers. The warmth of our cheeks against each other was lovely. I kissed her forehead about a million times and smelled her perfect baby smell. As we rocked, “her song” came on the Ipod, playing nearby. In moments like this I think of it as the “I-God” because it just seems to know exactly what you need to hear. I sang along to the words,”Well, Luke my friend, what about young Annalee?” and realized I was sitting in one of those rare but perfect moments in life. I stopped worrying about spoiling my baby and took the chance to fall in love with her all over again.
People always say it’s important to take time to “stop and smell the roses.” I say, take time to stop and rock your baby. Live in the moment, and once again, make it beautiful.