10:00 pm last night and Hope had her full tummy and was peacefully asleep in the bassinet beside our bed. All lights out, Emma in bed, no TVs or radios on....just pure silence. Well, almost.
As I climbed into bed, I laid there and felt so relaxed "listening" to the silence. But there was the softest and most gentle noise coming from the bassinet. That sweet inhale and exhale of a baby. How could I not lay there and feel as if the world was on pause and the only thing existing at that moment was me and my baby. What a beautiful noise. Beautiful. Her breaths made me think of the noise of Emma's prayers for her, the noise of my running shoes, the noise of our time at Vista, the noise of the first time we heard the heartbeat at the doctor office...the noise of hope. Amazing. So peaceful and heavenly those tiny breaths...so soft and quiet, yet so powerful and full of life.
And just when it couldn't get sweeter, a little "squeak" comes. Couldn't help but have the biggest smile on my face. Love you Hope Kaylynn. xo.
Thanks to our Creator for the miracles He gives us.