Enjoying Baby in the Present Moment

Today, I enjoyed reading this blog post about Play-doh.

The way it was written took me off on my own tangent. I remembered yesterday afternoon and how the Nugget, having missed part of a nap, came home and fell asleep in my arms. My cell phone rang in the other room. I could have put her down, I supposed, and answered it or called the person back. Instead, I continued to sit in the chair with her.

The land line rang, and I knew it was DH calling to say when he’d be home. I didn’t want to risk waking her by putting her down in the crib. I kept holding her. I studied her face and noticed how much it looked like the 3-D ultrasound photograph, which was the first time I saw what she might look like. I am still stunned at how well that technology captured her features.

Briefly, I regretted not having a book. However, I was practicing.

I was practicing being in the moment and not rushing to wipe up a dust bunny, empty the diaper pail, get the next snack or meal ready.

I just sat there. I enjoyed Nugget’s warmth, her trust in me, her weight against my lap, and watching her still and peaceful face.
As I sat there, I realized that this moment, this one moment I was allowing myself to enjoy in its entirety, had made my entire week.

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