Golden

We've been in Bordeaux at my father's for over a week and since we've arrived, my baby has had really bad nights. Each night he woke up about 5 times, sometimes more. He hasn't slept more than three hours in a row and the first four days he had a hard time sleeping in the day too. No need to say that I am EXHAUSTED. My man being in Paris, I have to take care of our baby on my own. My father is busy doing other things and my daughter and her cousin are too young to really help me. Somehow I still find the energy to do things like going out for a walk in Bordeaux, or shopping.


I was about to break down yesterday because I felt soooo tired. But then I held my baby against my breast and I could feel his wonderful smell and the warmth of his face against my skin and then I thought: These are golden moments, one day sooner than I want I won't be nursing him anymore and he will stop waking up at night and I won't have a chance to live these moments ever again, when it's just him and me and the tenderness of nursing him, soon he will know how to crawl and then walk and I'll miss these moments when he was a little baby in my arms. 


So no matter how tired I am, I'm going to nurse him and rock him to sleep as often as he needs and enjoy every second of it because, yes, these are golden moments. And I wouldn't want to miss them for anything in the world.

This picture was taken about 3 months ago and it feels like ages... 
So, I don't want to let good things pass me by just because they don't come the way I expected. I want to feel the joy of holding my baby, no matter what time of the day or night and I shouldn't complain that he needs me. One day he won't need me this way, and I'll be wishing he would...