Do other moms go into their children's rooms after they've fallen asleep, simply to stare at them as they dream? I do this every night with Benjamin, usually to make sure that he is properly covered and still breathing, but sometimes simply to marvel at this perfect little boy that I get to call my own.
I watch his round little tummy steadily rise and fall as he breathes and I thank God for a healthy child. I brush his blond tendrils of hair off of his forehead and hope that he never loses his daddy's curls. I stroke his soft cheek and touch the tip of his nose, thrilled that he and I share this prominent facial feature. I watch Benjamin and think to myself, "Can a person really be this lucky?"
Like I said, these thoughts run through my head every night as I check on him before I go to bed myself. But you want to know when the absolute best nights are? The nights that Nathan is right there beside me, thinking the same exact thoughts. That is perfection.
I watch his round little tummy steadily rise and fall as he breathes and I thank God for a healthy child. I brush his blond tendrils of hair off of his forehead and hope that he never loses his daddy's curls. I stroke his soft cheek and touch the tip of his nose, thrilled that he and I share this prominent facial feature. I watch Benjamin and think to myself, "Can a person really be this lucky?"
Like I said, these thoughts run through my head every night as I check on him before I go to bed myself. But you want to know when the absolute best nights are? The nights that Nathan is right there beside me, thinking the same exact thoughts. That is perfection.
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