Friday, February 20, 2009

He sleeps peacefully, his still bald head cradled perfectly in the curve of my arm. Impossibly small lungs expand and contract in a rhythm twice the speed of my own. His soft breath warms my cheek and I can't imagine a better feeling. Years from now when this life gives way to whatever is next this will be the memory on my lips, the story I tell to whoever will listen. This will be the moment that made it all worth it.

7 comments:

Denise said...

A beautiful picture you did paint....... We can see him as he sleeps.......

Cara said...

awwww

McMom said...

How sweet Mommy!

aola said...

I remember this feeling... looking at a sleeping baby, or watching them nurse at my breast and thinking.. this is what makes it all worth while.

Katt said...

How precious and sweet, a moment steeped in memory a moment forever in time. I still smile when I remember you and Brandy and Charity at that age.... it puts a brand on the heart that never goes away.
I love you
Mom

Kristen said...

Feel this way all the time, especially rocking and nursing A in the middle of the night.

Denise said...

Take a picture of the one that you have .. I have a LOT of fabric here that came from her house..... I might have what you need....:) and one of these will be yours when I get it to the quilt shop!