There is something simply marvelous about having the warm weight of a snuggly baby on you. I like to soak it all in while I still can. For Scott, it has more of a sedative effect. Ruth and Wren have always been pretty wriggly, so Ruth had to be swaddled for this to work, and Wren has to be super sleepy, but when the stars align and we can cuddle with them, it is a beautiful thing. Rose has always been a snuggler. She still is. This season of our lives has its challenges to be sure, but the rewards are beyond compare. Every time a sweet little head lightly smelling of baby shampoo (or even more intoxicating, that newborn smell) falls on my chest, I can’t help but silently take a moment to fervently thank God for these wonderful blessings. I usually get teary-eyed too, but I am a bit hormonal these
years days. I gathered together a little collection of these moments. I think you can probably tell who is usually behind the camera. Mamarazzi, guilty as charged.
How do you react to baby snuggles? Soak it in or conk out?