Some of the sweetest, slowest, can’t-ever-have-those-moments-back, times was rocking my babies while nursing, before a nap or night.  Emmy sometimes wants me to hold her with soft blankey until she falls asleep.  It never takes long but I sit there feeling her weight go from “awake” to asleep and love it, that release of her energy drifting off.  And it makes me sad, too, that I won’t get another to rock to sleep until a grandchild is born.  That’s a long time to wait.  So for now until she doesn’t want me to, I’m so happy to hold little Bem and watch her sleep.