There is something undeniably perfect about a sleeping baby. Maybe it’s the way their little lips set in the most kissable position, the way their fingers curl into a little fist, or their tousled hair. Even their cheeks seem a little squishier as they dream.
My babies always seemed so close to Heaven in their sleep. It didn’t matter how naughty they were, how many times they hit and screamed, or how many “NO’s!” I heard that day. Somehow, the second they fell asleep, they turned into beautiful little angels again.
My favorite time of night was when I would go into my children’s room and watch them sleep. Each time, my frustrations from the day would quickly melt away, and I remembered how much I truly loved those sweet innocent little spirits. As I readjusted their blankets or gently kissed their soft warm cheek, I would gain renewed courage to wake up and try harder to be a better mom the next morning.
I am the same way when my kids are asleep, I LOVE checking on them at night and getting to cover them up. That is a precious time!
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