When I wrote
Sleepless In Dallas, I was a new mama. It's funny to think back on those nights when you run into the room every 10 minutes to make sure your baby is breathing.
Oh wait, we still do that. :) My, my does life change when you have a baby. And I wouldn't trade it for the world.
The other night, Sam woke up around 4:15 am. Poor guy is teething 4 molars. Ouch. So after a few attempts to rock him back to sleep -- which consisted of these steps:
1. Rock him
2. Lay him down
3. Tuck myself in bed
4. Hear him cry
5. Repeat
--I decided to get up with him. I opened the blinds in our living area, and we both quietly gazed out at the sleepy city's beautiful lights. He was in awe. He first looked at me, pointed to the lights through the window, then start whispering his jibber jabber. He did this over and over with his contagious smile.
So much joy flooded my heart watching my boy while he enjoyed the view. I thanked the Lord for giving me this time with Sam because most nights, I don't know my right hand from my left. True story.
What a surreal moment I had watching Sam to think that my baby is no longer a little baby (And how many times have I heard mothers or fathers say that?! But it's so true!).
It was a special moment between us that I will always remember. After a few minutes together, I laid him back down and he soon fell asleep. I, on the other hand, was so overwhelmed with how blessed I truly am. Both of my boys are such a gift to me.
It also made me think of the final scene from the movie, Nine Months starring Hugh Grant and Julianne Moore. This isn't the best video quality of this scene. It's in a foreign language. But the song, These Are The Days By Van Morrison was the couple's song. Hugh's character plays it for their new son to lull him back to sleep.
Call me corny, but I think it is pretty sweet.
Here it is.