Nothing warms my heart more than
my baby boy snuggling on my chest and drifting away to sleep.
Clark spent the first year of his life cuddled up with his boppy taking naps on top of me.
I would nurse him to sleep... fear of waking him kept us in this habit.
There were a mix of emotions that came along with this sleep habit...
but mostly I loved all the sweet snuggles and to watch him be so at peace.
I would put on one of my reality housewives shows or a chick flick
and enjoy the quiet time with my boy.
and enjoy the quiet time with my boy.
We tried to nap train him in the crib, but it was a tearful, frustrating battle where everyone lost.
So, snuggled on our chests is where he rested.
It wasn't until I stopped nursing him at 13 months that he started napping in the crib.
It came with a whole new independence for us both, and extra time for Mommy to get things done.
Now the only sleepy snuggles I get are brief ones before laying him down in his crib for nap/night time.
Although they could be frustrating and inconvenient at times,
I cherish every memory of our special, quiet, sleepy snuggles.
A Daddy perspective:
I love when Clark is snuggled into my arms and he gets more and more tired until eventually his head gets heavy and he drops off to dream land. I have spend hours of time this past 18 months that I would have usually been sleeping holding my little boy in my lap and kissing his head.
These have been, albeit sometimes very sleepy, the most precious moments we have spent together.
I hold him and tell him that he is the most wonderful little guy I could have ever asked for, and that he never has to worry about facing anything alone because his Mommy and I will always be by his side.
Holding my sleeping child is pure bliss, even when I am falling asleep in his tiny little arms at 3 am. He warms my heart and often brings tears to my eyes, just because I feel so lucky to have him.
Daddy's first sleepy snuggle in the hospital.
I love when Clark is snuggled into my arms and he gets more and more tired until eventually his head gets heavy and he drops off to dream land. I have spend hours of time this past 18 months that I would have usually been sleeping holding my little boy in my lap and kissing his head.
These have been, albeit sometimes very sleepy, the most precious moments we have spent together.
I hold him and tell him that he is the most wonderful little guy I could have ever asked for, and that he never has to worry about facing anything alone because his Mommy and I will always be by his side.
Holding my sleeping child is pure bliss, even when I am falling asleep in his tiny little arms at 3 am. He warms my heart and often brings tears to my eyes, just because I feel so lucky to have him.
Daddy's first sleepy snuggle in the hospital.
