Starting Back Simple

When Sophi was a newborn, she would sleep on me all of the time. I used to get so much joy from watching her while she would sleep. The way her legs and arms would twitch ever so slightly, the way her eye lids softly flutter or her lips perch like she was nursing away. I always wondered what exactly she was dreaming, if she was actually dreaming. It has been (what seems like) forever since I've watched her sleep like that. Probably 7 or so months. She will be a year old in just a few weeks and today she gave me a gift greater than I could have wished for, something that I had no idea how much I missed. Today, my baby fell asleep in my arms and I got to watch all of her little infant sleep movements, possibly for the last time. I got to hold her for nearly an hour and even though my arm was aching and my back was slightly uncomfortable, I was so happy just being there with my girl. It made me realize that maybe I need to breathe in every single one of the moments between now and February 4th because before I know it, my baby will be a one year old. I am so sad but so happy at the same time. Even though sometimes she makes me feel like I'm going to lose my mind, I marvel in her accomplishments and I'm deeply moved by the quiet moments that we will share. She is endlessly fascinating. She is my greatest love. My greatest accomplishment. My angel.