Happy Place. Vol.1

As I have gotten older I find myself thinking about the places in life where I am truly happy. Some of these places change, are a only for a short time, or happen daily. It is so obvious when a situation morphs into a happy place and you just get this feeling of, "Yes! This is so good right now and nothing change for at least 15 minutes." And that is such a refreshing feeling.

When my daughter was born, nursing was quite a struggle. Supply and demand /learning to eat was quite a challenge. But when she would have a good latch and eat until her head just dropped, that was my happy place. I remember holding her, with milk running down her mouth, and her tiny body being nothing but sweet-snoozing dead weight. (Insert mom tears here) It was beautiful and rewarding. Happiest Place for a new and tired momma.

Now she is almost 14 months old and takes her milk in a sippy cup. I no longer hold her like a football and get to feel conected to her breath and relaxing...but there are some nights when she is so tired that she still falls asleep in my arms. I can feel her nod off and get heavier on my side. Her little hands do not reach out for the book pages and I know that she is out. My girl, in my arms before bedtime, is my Happy Place.