Counted among the many blessings of having a new baby is the underrated need to do nothing. Literally nothing. When that baby falls asleep in your arms, you are forced to sit and rest. Sure you could set the baby down in the crib or, in my current case, in the kennel, but why miss out on that chance to be still and soak in that sweet baby smell?
Today, I had to sit and be still. Though our nights are already improving–I was only up once to potty Lil’ Bit last night–the sleep deprivation is still there. So, when this little one was ready to nap after his high energy romp in the newly fallen snow, I dried his paws, brushed his coat dry, watched him close his eyes, and quickly fall asleep in my arms. Then came the snores, those grumbling, low throated snores that beckoned me to both giggle and stay put.
With a deep breath in and a long sigh out, I turned off the noise in my head that rattled off the perpetual list of things I should do. I relaxed my muscles and felt my body sink deeper into the chair. And gratefully, I surrendered to the need to be still and rest.