Moments of Motherhood

My love bug is having trouble sleeping tonight. She caught her dad's cold and it is tormenting her little body. As I rocked and cuddled my normally UNcuddly baby, I tried to memorize every detail. The texture of her soft baby curls. The smell of her freshly-bathed sweet baby head. The rhythm of her slowing breaths. The weight of her in my arms as she fully relaxed. And her perfect tiny hand pausing from stroking bunny's ear to reach up and rest on my cheek. It has been an extraordinary and humbling eleven months since she was first placed in my anxious arms. I am continually amazed by the privilege it is to be entrusted with her, with this gift. I knew my life was changed forever when I looked in her already blue eyes and said "hi baby, I'm your mama". I never knew I could love so BIG. My heart is covered in her tiny fingerprints. This blink in my life has shaped me into an entirely new being. A mother. Her mother. I know as the years pass and she grows, my memory of her as she is now will dim. So I just had to write it down this time. So I can always remember what it felt like. To capture the fleeting moments that disappear too quickly and are few and far between. To never forget the breath of time when I was able to hold my precious angel and cherish the quiet night of rocking her to sleep. Jolie, my perfect little sparkle, stop growing up! I just barely got you and I'm not ready for you to get bigger!