Tonight as I was rocking my sweet little one to sleep, he snuck his little hand out of his swaddle and reached out for my hand. It instantly warmed my heart!
It made me think of my Mom.
Shortly after Wells was born, I told her that I was so glad that I had kids while she was alive, because it gave me comfort to look at them and think that she loved me that much once too. She replied, "I still do".
That makes my heart warm too.
I wish there was a way to bottle up babies to keep a piece of them tiny and innocent forever. Since I can't, I'll savor my cuddles while they last!