Resting
One of my favourite things about being a mom is rocking my babies to sleep.
You cuddle them close, rocking slowly, first the eyelids begin to droop, their breaths become longer and then you feel them relax, their weight heavy in your arms.
Nothing beats that feeling!(Especially if they've been fussy!)
I'm enjoying rocking my 8 month old. He has a little habit when he falls asleep. He will each his hand up and feel my face. I know he has finally drifted off when his arm drops.
It's so precious! It's like he has to feel that I'm still there as he falls asleep, safe and secure with his Mama.
What a great feeling!
To fall asleep feeling safe and secure in our Father in Heaven.
I used to feel guilty when I would fall asleep praying in bed at night.
I don't anymore.
And it happens just about every night.
I drift off with my last thoughts of the day turned toward Heaven,
resting peacefully in His Arms.
Knowing that He's there, whatever my worries of the day might have been.
It's the best place to end a long, busy day!
You cuddle them close, rocking slowly, first the eyelids begin to droop, their breaths become longer and then you feel them relax, their weight heavy in your arms.
Nothing beats that feeling!(Especially if they've been fussy!)
I'm enjoying rocking my 8 month old. He has a little habit when he falls asleep. He will each his hand up and feel my face. I know he has finally drifted off when his arm drops.
It's so precious! It's like he has to feel that I'm still there as he falls asleep, safe and secure with his Mama.
What a great feeling!
To fall asleep feeling safe and secure in our Father in Heaven.
I used to feel guilty when I would fall asleep praying in bed at night.
I don't anymore.
And it happens just about every night.
I drift off with my last thoughts of the day turned toward Heaven,
resting peacefully in His Arms.
Knowing that He's there, whatever my worries of the day might have been.
It's the best place to end a long, busy day!
