perfect love comes from above

i don't know when or where he was born

but i know where he is sleeping tonight.

as he curled up on my lap in the rocking chair i smiled.
this is the kind of quiet, intimate time i need with him.

this is how we are going to learn to
love
trust
know
one another.

he buried his head on my shoulder,
the softness of my cheek on his.
i breathed in his scent
and felt the curls on his head in my hand

"can i sleep in your hands, Mommy?"
"yes, son, lay back and sleep"
as i stared into his sleeping face
i imagined what it must have looked like as an infant...
and i rocked.

i rocked him like i rocked my first two
and i prayed.
i thanked God for his mother
and for her gift on entrusting her sons to me.

i prayed for more patience tomorrow,
for more trust,
and more love.

and i know He'll provide.

my favorite picture of me and my boy