My heart swells with love

My heart swells with love

In the silence, the quiet, I feel her next to me.

The shadows play upon the light, Only us two together in the darkness.

contended baby sighs

tiny gulps

the softness of her skin

the arched back of gooey, sleepy, smooshy baby, her firsts stretched in the air as if she's declaring victory or praising her maker

-these things are my currency. The currency of love, not just any love but mommy love. The kind that gets us up at night, requires us to give it all (even more than we think we can at times) and doesn't come with roaring applause or public accolades. But the rewards, these tender moments spent nursing our little treasures, they are truly priceless.