Sometimes when my baby is sleeping, I pop my head over the cot right up to her face and just watch her tiny body.
I wonder if she can sense my gaze, but she does not stir.
She lies there deeply in peace, visiting places I can never remember, but I am sure she does.
I wonder if, in her sleep, she touches base with where she came from, to discuss her path in life in the hopes that she will never forget it, which seems to happen to every single one of us once we awake from that newly arrived state.
And with every second that passes, my heart swells, like a giant balloon getting ready float above the clouds, with total and pure love.
“I would die, if anything were to ever happen to her.”
I put my finger under her nose just to check and send a silent prayer of thanks.
She is perfect.
I walk next door and place my cheek against the face of my older angel who now has a voice and a personality that I know so well through her thoughts and actions.
Her snoring lets me know that she is sleeping peacefully.
I rub my cheek against hers, softly, so as I don’t wake her up.
I breathe in her essence and give her a kiss on the cheek.
“Oh how I’d die if anything happened to her.”
A soft kiss on the cheek for her, and a pitter patter back to Savannah for a gentle sweep of my lips against her forehead.
Who would ever want for anything more than to gaze upon the face of these sleeping angels?
Sleep well my precious and when you wake up may you remember the perfection you are and just why you arrived as a gift to us all.
Do you love to watch your children sleeping?