Midnight Feeds

My little E has hit six months now and we have started to train him to fall asleep on his own.  Yes, we do want him to sleep through the night... however, there is something about nursing in the middle of the night that is still so sweet and precious.  Here I have a rare moment where it is only about him and me.  No older sibling clamoring for my attention or a million tasks half performed.  Usually, it is dark and quiet and everyone else is asleep.  

While he snuggles in my arms, I'd play with his hair, stroke his soft cheeks, and rub his tummy and feet.  Sometimes I can't help but enthusiastically plant kisses on his forehead at the risk of waking him completely and upsetting his feed.  In return, he will pull at my hair, grab for my nose, and stick his fingers in my mouth.  He is my third and likely my last... so I want to treasure every moment.

Goodnight little one... sweet dreams... stay small...