Today, I stopped right in the middle of my chores and got my daughter out of her swing, even though she was perfectly happy, I just wanted to hold her.
Today, I ignored all the parenting books and rocked her until she fell asleep. Actually, I did worse. I held her while standing up and swaying back and forth (GASP!)
I kissed her chubby little cheek, nuzzled her floppy ear (who did she get that from?) and smelled her fuzzy hair (the hair came from me).
Today, I thanked God for blessing me with this precious little girl that I surely do not deserve. I prayed that I will never forget those sweet moments of nuzzling and dancing. I prayed that would never forget the day she turned 4 months old.
*This happened on Sunday, I'm just now getting around to posting it.
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