Priceless. Absolutely priceless.
That's what I felt at approximately 11 p.m. last night.
Your dad got home from a work event at 10:45 p.m. and I think you may have heard him so you woke up. You cried and cried and wouldn't go back to sleep.
Your dad wanted to feed you but I thought you just needed some cuddling and love. You've had a cold so your stuffed up and having a hard time breathing.
Your dad tried to calm you down but it didn't work. I called to him from our bedroom and told him to bring you to me for some snuggling.
And it was so precious. You were in your navy fleece PJs with the green dinosaur. You looked so adorable. You snuggled immediately into my arms and I just held you. You sucked on your pacifier with your eyes wide open as you laid your head against my shoulder.
For the first time you felt really big in my arms. You are not a tiny infant anymore. You stretched from my neck down to my thigh. You felt so long and so big. I just wanted to freeze that moment when you snuggled in my arms.
I talked to you. And prayed for you. And sang to you. And told you how much your dad and I loved you.
After 15 minutes you were drowsy and I put you back in your crib. You went right to sleep and slept until 7 a.m. this morning.
You'll never remember those 15 priceless minutes but my arms will never forget them.