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by Sierra on January 13, 2010 · 5 comments

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This story on Real Live Preacher got me thinking about the last time my great big grown-up girl fell asleep in my arms in our rocking chair.

I remember a day when my youngest child had recently been born, and my three-year-old climbed into my lap in the middle a tantrum during a rare moment of her sister being asleep somewhere else.

I was reluctant to pick her up but really needed her to quiet down. She sat on my lap and burrowed her head into my chest the way she used to do when she was a baby. Gradually she stopped crying and slowly fell asleep.

I sat there for a long time, holding her, watching her hair around her face and her chest move with her breath.

I thought, then, that this might be the last time she fell asleep in my arms. As it turned out, it was. I rarely sat in the rocker alone after that, and she’d already mostly outgrown spontaneous naps. I’ve always been glad I took that hour to just sit and hold her and watch her sleep.

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  • Bethany

    I've got a memory like that, too. My older daughter was nearly weaned, except for bedtime. After three nights of her not asking to nurse, I knew we were done. So I offered one last time, just so I could remember. Then I went downstairs and cried.

    My girls still fall asleep in my arms, though, it's just that their snuggled in them, not being held. Not quite the same thing, but I'll take it :) .

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  • http://thebloggingmum.blogspot.com/ The Blogging Mum

    This is a beautiful post. I chose to only have one child, and frequently reminded myself of the moments that only come once when raising a child. I am glad that I will never forget what it feels like to have my tiny child curled up against my chest, sleeping peacefully. :)

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  • Rich Wilson

    My son sits on my lap when I read to him. I know there will be a last time. But that also means there was a first time.

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  • Rich Wilson

    My son sits on my lap when I read to him. I know there will be a last time. But that also means there was a first time.

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  • Rich Wilson

    My son sits on my lap when I read to him. I know there will be a last time. But that also means there was a first time.

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