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.