I went over to J's house today
to watch the baby while she worked.
I was thinking that I could
get him to sleep
and then get several things done
during his nap...
like folding laundry,
cleaning the kitchen,
and all those little tasks
that always need doing.
He fell asleep in my arms,
but when I tried to lay him down,
he startled awake
and began to cry.
I picked him up
and cuddled him...
and then I thought,
"I'm here
to take care of the baby."
And so I did.
I rocked him back to sleep,
and then instead of
hurrying to put him
back in his crib,
I stayed still.
I watched him sleep,
and kissed his little head,
and listened to him breath.
It was totally a grandma thing to do.
I felt calm and peaceful--
my anxious desire to
"get things done"
subsided,
and I simply
enjoyed that moment
with a sweet little baby
in my arms.
It was priceless.
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