I sit on the couch with a baby on my lap, all nuzzled and guzzled and snuggled. As I sit, I read, I chat on the phone, I direct children to do this or that, I answer questions, I listen to stories and watch toddler acrobatics, I hold a baby on my lap but my attention is everywhere...
And then I glance down and there she is just gazing at me with her sweet little face that is so, so beautiful.
She is always just gazing at me like this as though I am her very favourite thing in the whole wide world. And I realise that in this moment I am her everything and this is how it is meant to be. I smile then and she smiles back - smiling is her newest trick - and her whole face lights up like a newly born star, brightening up her own part of the Universe.
This is joy.
This is love.
This is a feeling I am never able to totally put into words no matter how clever my word painting. I try, in spite of my constant distraction, to hold onto this moment and remember that this phase is fleeting and soon she will dash past me in a blur of childhood.
I am so supremely blessed.
Joining Small Town Simplicity today for Mindful Mothering Mondays.