Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Rockin' babies

I spent some time around 2:30 this morning rocking a little boy back to sleep.

Apparently Liam had a bad dream. This first time, CJE picked him up off the floor and put him back to bed.

Then it was my turn. As I was tucking him back under his covers he says, in this little quivery voice, “I want to sleep with you.” Knowing if I let him neither CJE nor I would get any more sleep I told him no, he had to sleep in his own bed.

Third time’s a charm. When he showed up bedside still sniffly, I decided some rocking action was going to have to happen or he wasn’t ever going to stay in his bed or get back to sleep. So we rocked.

There is something immense about rocking a sleepy child in the middle of the night when the house is all quiet and still and dark. The feeling of unconditional love and trust from this small one plucks my heartstrings every time. He obediently closed his eyes and was asleep within moments, but still we rocked. I just wasn’t ready to let go of the overwhelming closeness. In the light of his night light I watched his little face while he slept. So peaceful. A couple of times he smiled in his sleep and sighed. Sweet.

So this morning, even though I am short a couple hours of sleep, I am feeling humbled and at peace. Humbled that God has trusted me with this little life, and in awe at the peace He can make me feel.


Odie Langley said...

A wonderful post Janie. Precious times for sure.

mags said...

So beautiful, Janie. I love the way you love that little guy.

Doozyanner said...

Janie, I'm late in commenting, but wanted to tell you how much I loved reading this. It brought back such good memories of when my children were young. I hope you printed off a hard copy to put in Liam's baby book.