Some of the most tender moments I share with my son are in the middle of the night.
Usually (and thankfully), Max is a great sleeper and makes it through the night on his own. Occassionally, he will wake up but soothe himself back to sleep after several minutes. Rarely, as was the case last night, he will wake up and need parental intervention to go back to sleep. Whatever was going on in his little head, all he wanted was to be held and rocked for a while to make it all better. I obliged and, though it was 2 a.m., those were the most serene and affirming 20 minutes of our day.
One of the most blessed and inspiring lessons I have learned from motherhood is the joy and satisfaction that comes of bringing peace and comfort to another human being.
The Boss
1 comment:
Amen to that sister! I love the way that I can make everything ok for them still. I know hat there will come a day when I will no longer be able to do that but I will for as long as they will let me!
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