Last night we had several things going on which led to us getting Brocky to bed about an hour later than normal. He was so tired! After I got him in his jammies and fed him, he let me cradle him in my arms. I haven't been able to hold him like that for more than a month.
I just held him in my arms and rocked him as I looked at his sweet little face and he gazed into my eyes. I started getting teared up as we looked at each other. He is my precious son. I miss being able to cuddle him close to me. Each day he becomes more independent and wants to discover the world on his own, instead of from my arms.
As I held Brock last night I never wanted to let go. I have been thinking about those 5 minutes all day today. It is amazing that a small moment like that can be so meaningful.
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