tonight my first born had a hard time falling asleep.
she laid in her bed for an hour and half, peacefully.
i went in to check on her.
and she asked to be rockabyed.
so i picked her up. and I carried her to her brother’s room
and I held her and rocked her
in the chair that I did when she was brand new.
her body spans across mine now
her legs long and tan.
her hair was damp from her bath
she traced my face
with her soft little fingers
and asked to do the church and steeple game.
i wept as I soaked in the moment.
my tears fell on her shoulder.
she is growing up.
someday she won’t be here to rockabye.
but I’ll forever have my memories.
I will never regret taking the time to rockabye her.
as long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.
3 thoughts on “tender mercy”
Why do you do this to me? You always have me weeping at my computer! I rocked Charlotte for 2 extra songs tonight because she said, “peese mommy, wock.” 9 More weeks of her as my baby. You're so right, no matter how big they get, they always will be your baby.
I love reading your posts on motherhood, they are so sweet, tender, and genuine. Thank you, so many times you express exactly how I feel but wouldn't know how to put down in words. 🙂
I cry. Very true.