A Magical Moment

We’ve been sleep-nursing the boys for the last few weeks at around 10 PM. Typically, Dad picks up a little limp noodle who snuggles into his chest and brings him to me. With eyes still closed, he reaches and seeks for the source of all milky goodness. He thirstily nurses and then falls back asleep, and Dad carries him back to bed.

Tonight, Alex started the routine like normal, but after he had nursed for a little bit, he pulled back and gave me a sweet grin and a giggle. He just wanted to take some time to smile and be happy. Dad came over, and we basked in his smiles and soft laughter (and yes, I got a little teary-eyed). After a bit, he started trying to fall asleep, and a little grin would flicker across his face briefly.

He did have a little trouble falling back to sleep, but it was a priceless, precious, perfect moment.