Shortly before I had finished watching Homeland with hubs.
My last order for the day just came off the machine.
I was ready to get some posts scheduled, go through email and watch Revenge.About 5 minutes into my “me time” hubs comes downstairs.
He let me know AG was up and had been crying for a few minutes.
Teething, what a monster. I had a feeling she wouldn’t make it through the night.
I brought her downstairs with me, pulled over the covers and we snuggled.
For an hour. Just watching my show, holding hands, her head resting on my chest.It’s moments like these that I don’t ever want to forget.
My list of things that needed to be done didn’t matter.
Nothing was as important as cuddling my sweet girl who wasn’t feeling 100%.
She is my number one job, my top priority.
I soaked up every second of her for the entire hour.
Stroking her soft skin, kissing her forehead, leaning my chin on top of her head that was perfectly nestled underneath and breathing in her fresh after bath scent (which soon after turned into a dirty diaper).
Around 11 I took her upstairs, rocked her for a few minutes then laid her down.
I watched over the monitor as she drifted off to sleep.
Thinking in my head how blessed I am to be her mama.
I never imagined a love like this. There is no greater feeling.