than a clean, sleepy baby, all zipped up in her pajamas. Bedtime has become one of my favorite moments of the day. When it is lights out, all is still, snuggled as tight as we can get, I feel like I could pop with how much I love my drowsy pile of chubb. She nurses quietly to sleep, her arm and legs wrapped around me as she grips my thumb with her free hand. These moments of peace after a full day are such gifts. Tonight I was all too aware of how quickly they will fade, how rocking to sleep will eventually end... But for tonight, I held her and was so thankful.