So Lucky

Last night you fell asleep with your nose right next to mine and your arm with your little fingers was around my neck. You were breathing so softly and I loved it. For a moment I forgot about the crying before this moment, how you refused to go to sleep and instead you were sitting up in your crib launching binkies one at a time into the middle of your bedroom floor, or how you hit me in the face with my phone earlier when you were trying to be silly and insisting that I pretend to talk on it. I forgot in that moment how you slapped the spoon and dish out of my hand and covered my lap in food (again). I forgot you trying to feed the dogs, pulling my hair, yelling at the top of your lungs when I am on the phone, trying to get me to hold you all the time, even though you know I can't and I won't and laughing when you bite me and I tell you no.
And in the next moment with your fingers still on my neck and your sweet little breaths I remembered those things and I was thankful because they brought me you.