The other night (early morning), while I was burping you, you discovered that you can control your hands, open and close. After a few moments you shifted your attention to your left hand and proceed to open and close. At one point you looked at me almost as if you were saying, "woah mommy, how cool is this?" I tried to capture this beautiful discovery so I would never forget.
Despite how often I wake up in the middle of the night, either because of your crying, fussing, or just because I worry, I don't mind the time we spend in your nursery. Yes, I'm tired and I don't rush to you the moment you start to fuss, but once I'm in there, you're the only thing that matters. I love nursing you then holding you while you drift off to sleep. That doesn't always happen but when it does, my heart is full.
