The other night at the inlaws house, my sweet boy fell asleep in my arms. As a baby, that's just about the only place he slept. Now as an almost 5 year old boy full of spark and curiosity, he usually collapses mid-sentence on a pile of books. But it's been a LONG time since he just slept in my arms.
It makes me all weepy, not just thinking about my sweet boy growing and becoming more independent, but thinking about all the babies in the world who are shunned out of their mamas arms. Maybe I've been listening to the soundtrack from Les Miserables one too many times lately, but HOW can any parent complain about a baby wanting to be held while they sleep? How can any parent let their baby cry alone in their room? How can we call ourselves a civilized society when nobody blinks if you mention that your dog sleeps with you and your baby is in a cage down the hall, but everyone gasps when you say you share a family bed with your kids?
I should add in fairness of full disclosure for those of you staying tuned, that I am in the middle of reading The Continuum Concept and it's blowing my mind.
I am just so blissed out with my healthy, happy, little boy in my arms. I am so keenly aware that the amount of time that mama is center stage will be SO SHORT in the grand scheme of my life that I wouldn't push him away for a single, loving, amazing moment of it.
Now go hold your babies.