I will tiptoe around a dark hotel room all morning if it means you’ll keep sleeping. It’s worth it.
I will stay awake after your 6 a.m. feeding if it means I get to shower today. It’s worth it.
I will skip showering today if the only way you’ll nap is in my arms. It’s worth it.
Even though it’s 3 a.m., I will hold you for another fifteen minutes if it means I get to stare at your sweet face a little while longer. It’s worth it.
I will nurse you for 24 hours straight if that’s what your little body needs during your growth spurt. It was worth it.
I will make up silly rhymes and sing off-key if it means you’ll enjoy getting your diaper changed. It’s worth it.
Even though you fuss and squirm right now, I will keep reading to you if it means you grow up loving books. It’s worth it.
Even though you’re all warm and snuggly and sleepy, I will let your dad take you out of my arms if it means I get to see him loving you so well. It’s worth it.
I will laugh when you spit up down my shirt if it means I’ll keep my sense of humor. It’s worth it.
I will bounce and rock and sway and swing if it means you’ll go to bed before 11 p.m. It’s worth it.
I will hold you tight and pray constantly for you if it means you’ll grow up knowing you’re loved and secure. It’s so worth it.
I will let the laundry and dishes pile up if it means I will slow down enough to cherish these moments with you. Because, baby? You’re worth it.
I love this.