Monday, August 27, 2012

Worry didn't have a chance!

Sometimes I tend to get caught up in worry, especially before a big transition.
Ever since Liberty started falling asleep consistently with breastfeeding at bedtime,
I dreaded the day she'd have to fall asleep any other way. 
I feared I wouldn't be able to comfort her into a peaceful slumber.
The dreaded day was Sunday, and it actually was beautiful.
Something I worried about for close to a year, couldn't have been more perfect.
She laid in my arms as I rocked her and sang to her.
We looked at each other and there was understanding.
Our hearts were speaking and we were both okay.
We'd done well on this journey.
She was awake when I put her in her crib and she softly drifted into sleep.
It couldn't have been more beautiful.
 
 
Worry didn't have a chance against love.