I was putting my puddin' to bed last night, same routine as always...bath, bottle, rocking and singing to him. Now I count it as a win if/when Weston doesn't scream when I rock him. Last night was a good night. No screaming, no crying. He finished his bottle and laid in my arms as I sang "This Little Light of Mine." My sweet little boy reached up and put his dimpled little hand on my cheek and 'sang' back to me. It was the best. It was one of the greatest moments of my life. It only lasted for 15 seconds, but it was enough to make the last 4 months of 24/7, round-the-clock, sleep-deprived, hard, HARD work worth every minute of it. I love that boy. And you know what? He loves me too. My mom says this moment is one of many more to come. I can't wait.
What a beautiful post! This is a great way to chronicle those brief, beautiful moments! I am so blessed to have read this, thanks!! :)
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