I was snuggling with The Babe tonight before putting her down for sleep. She was getting sleepy but refusing to dose off just yet. And in her drowsy state, she asked for Mama to sing “Row Row.”
Always happy to oblige for another snuggle, I began singing softly to her. As she drifted off to sleep, I thought about how my life really is but a dream. I was sitting in that chair, snuggling with my daughter — the one I dreamed about daily for 4 years while struggling to conceive.
It was a beautiful moment.
Spawned by Row, Row, Row Your Boat.
And a beautiful little girl, who was pressing her sweet little cheeks up against mine. Breathing in and out sweetly and snuggling with her mama.
I only hope these tender moments continue as she gets older, sassier, and more fiercely independent.