Thank you, baby.
For the moments where you make me slow down.
On days that seem like everything must go fast.
Everything must hurry.
Everything must be completed.
And everything must be in place.
Thank you, baby.
For a reason to stop.
And in that, reminding me of the very reasons I believe we are here.
To connect.
To feel.
To learn.
To grow in ways we didn’t know we could grow.
To love.
And to believe in goodness.
In some way, every day.
And giving those things to me in the simplest of moments.
Thank you, baby.
For these tiny moments that are just ours.
The moments that I get to have, as your mom.
The moments that I might not appreciate if everything was always effortless and easy as a mom.
Thank you, baby.
For laying your head in the crook of my arm.
And letting me rock.
And trusting so much in the comfort of that, that you drift to dreaming.
And you let me count your eyelashes.
And listen to the contentment of your breaths.
And you give me this time, to feel grateful.
Just in case I’ve forgotten lately…
Thank you, baby.
For this.
