This Made Me Cry

I found this poem online and it made me cry. I have no idea what the title is or who the author is but it touched me so I wanted to share it. Everytime I spend a long time with the bedtime routine for Shaun I wonder if it's best for him in the long run. But this poem totally put it into perspective.

It's 3AM, they're all asleep, and no one's here to see
As we rock back and forth, my baby boy and me.
His little head is feather light tucked up against my chin
I hold his tiny hand in mine and stroke his baby skin.
The house around us creaks and groans; the clock hands creep around
He snuggles closer to me still and makes his baby sounds.
I love these quiet hours so much and cherish every one
Storing memories up inside my heart for lonely times to come.
All too soon he'll be grown up, his need for mama gone
But until then I still have time for kisses and a song.
Time for quiet hours like this with him cuddled in my arms
Where I wish he'd always stay, protected, safe, and warm.
And yet I know the day will come when his tiny little hand
Will be much bigger than my own; he'll be grown into a man.
But until then he's mine to love with no one here to see
As we rock back and forth, my baby boy and me.

Never again will I feel guilty for abusing every opportunity I have to snuggle with that little man. I love being a mum and can't imagine anything else more rewarding. I will cherish every single second!

20 weeks

Shaun wanted to have a belly picture too but wouldn't look at the camera!