Rock-a-Bye-Baby

Mr. Delicious is suffering from Swimmers Ear in both ears and he has molars popping up.  Needless to say, between ear drops, antibiotics, and pain from his mouth and ears....he isn't feeling so hot (or delicious).

He was having a hard time getting to bed tonight, so I sat in the rocking chair and rocked him.

The same rocking chair that I have used to rock both my babies, since my first son was born.  It is a good rocking chair.  It has been loved, it has been a place to give love, it is a place to get a good cuddle in...

As I sat there, looking at those chubby cheeks and sweet little hands (that were poking my face), I started to get teary.  Teary not because I am sad that this is my last baby to rock to sleep, teary not because Mr. delicious and Capt. crazy are growing too fast before my eyes...  

I was teary because I am grateful.  Beyond grateful. I had "happy tears" and "tears of joy", because I am so blessed to be a mommy of two such innocent, sweet, and scrumptious little boys.  I wish I could have rocked him all night (I almost did), and I enjoyed every single second of that precious moment with him tonight.  

I know my "rock-a-bye-baby" moments are becoming far and few between these days, and that is ok. Until then though, I am savoring every last one with each drop of sweetness it provides my soul.  My heart is smiling...big time.  

Baby Mine