Every night since we brought Shiloh home, she has slept on my chest. That’s where she is right now, snoozing peacefully. I’m trying so hard to memorize everything about her and “enjoy every moment” because I know too well how “it goes so fast.” I love her little sounds and her breathing and her tiny fist on my chest. I love her fuzzy head and how her whole body still fits on me for now. I love her squishy heart-shaped lips. I love how peaceful and innocent she looks. I love how everyone else is asleep and the house is quiet and I can just focus all of my attention on her.
I didn’t read many parenting books before I became a mom… I just did what felt natural. I think different people have different parenting styles and that’s ok. By nature, I am an attachment parent. I don’t know how else to be. I love cosleeping and baby wearing. I love nursing and letting baby decide when we will stop. I don’t really believe in cry-it-out methods or strict schedules.
Of all the moments in my life so far, these times with my babies when they’re so small… these are my favorite. Nothing has ever made me feel more fulfilled or more empowered.
It’s so hard to be torn between wanting to keep them tiny, curled up on your chest and wanting to see them grow and develop.
One thing is for sure… I can’t stop or slow down time. There’s nothing I can do to keep my babies from growing up. The only thing I can do is be present, not just physically but mentally and emotionally. I want to notice and appreciate the small things.
Kristen Stewart, Writer 