Henry fell asleep while nursing today, and every time I tried to move to get up he fussed (which is unusual for him). So I laid back down, and remembered this poem from my Aunt Rita’s house. I blinked back the tears & snuggled back in. And guess what, the laundry and dishes were still there after our catnap. Sometimes we need to just slow down and savor the moment, because babies don’t keep.
