Last night I rocked my baby girl to sleep,

something I haven't done in way too long. 

And after she fell asleep, I rocked a little more. 

To feel the weight of her little body pressed against my chest. 

To stroke her sun streaked hair. 

To admire the way her eye lashes lay against her cheeks. 

To breathe in her sweet little girl smell. 

To feel the rise and fall of her body beneath my hand.

To feel my heart swell with so much love

for this beautiful little person

who blesses our lives in so many ways

that I thought it would burst.