Putting him to bed tonight. Sitting on my lap in the rocker. Soft, blond, whispy curls under my chin. I sing to him in the dark room.
Lullaby and goodnight
Go to sleep my sweet Wesley
Go to sleep and dream
Go to sleep and dream
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep and dream
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep and dream
(Obviously I don't know the words to this song...) :)
As I'm singing to him, he sighs. I can feel his rib cage expand and collapse on my chest. And I thought, "I love this moment!" He wasn't doing anything particularly special, just breathing. Just being himself.
That's it. That's all it took for a big overwhelming wave of joy to wash over me. That I get to experience this special gift of being a mother. That God chose me to be this precious little boy's "Mama." And that God loves me (but in an infinitely deeper way) for just being me.
"For the LORD your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior. He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs." Zephaniah 3:17
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