Home and Baby Giggles
Tonight as I was rocking Quinn (almost 1.5 years old) to bed I started to tear up. They were happy tears. Like, the kind where you are so overjoyed and grateful and at peace.
We were rocking and she started playing a little game where she’d look away from me and then “sneakily” look back at me and just belly laugh like I’ve never heard before. It went on for a good 10 minutes and it just might be my new favorite 10 minutes of my life. Truly, I didn’t want it to end.
It’s crazy how a year ago I dreaded bedtime and now it’s one of my favorite parts of the day. It forces us to slow down, soak in the cuddles, and really focus on each other and what truly matters. What a blessing to be able to rock her to sleep, to share laughs and smiles and tears. What a blessing that I am her safe place. And what a blessing I can do this within the cozy corners of my home.
