My baby girl is snoozing in my arms.
She's not in deep sleep, placing her down will mean she'll immediately wake up.
I put aside all my "to dos" and sit here holding her.
I watch her little face and listen to her breathing.
I inhale her sweet baby scent.
Her eyelashes are fluttering.
Her delicate face expresses pure contentment.
I stroke her hand lightly.
Her skin is so unbelievably silky.
I think about how blessed I am to be a mother, how nothing else that I do comes close to the awesomeness of motherhood.
These moments are so precious, yet so fleeting.
It seems only yesterday I was holding my baby boy like this, now a rambunctious toddler.
How I wish I can freeze this moment in time...