Silent Moments at Night

Night time has come
And Mums last to bed
One more stop
To the baby’s bed
As she walks in, he is upside down
All his covers are thrown, and his feet are hanging out
She smiles and goes through their nightly ritual
She finds his dummy and his rag
And places them by the teddies
Ready for the morning!
She lifts him up, and puts him the right way up
Careful not to wake him!
She pulls the covers over him
And tucks him in, tight for the rest of the night
She stands in the silence and the dark
And treasures the moment
Of watching her beautiful boy, so peaceful and perfect
She says a silent prayer of Thanks
Thanks for him being hers,
Thanks for the day they have had
And she promises to always love and protect him forever
She promises to always say with pride
“That’s my little boy”
As he settles back to a deep sleep
She kisses him goodnight
And says “Goodnight, my darling. Love you forever”
She walks away, treasuring the silent moments at night!

Advertisements

13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. lifeslightlyused
    Feb 13, 2010 @ 01:08:54

    *sniffle* :’)

    Reply

  2. J
    Feb 14, 2010 @ 19:48:36

    What a sweet post. These moments are to be treasured, aren’t they? Glad you’re so happy with him.

    Reply

  3. Josie
    Feb 14, 2010 @ 21:16:56

    Oh this is lovely!

    You are far better than me. I’m far to tired and grumpy by bedtime to have such beautiful, peaceful thoughts!!

    What a lovely thing to cherish – you will be able to read this in the years ahead and it will bring back all the precious, warm feelings from this time in your life.

    Reply

    • andthenallithoughtaboutwasyou
      Feb 14, 2010 @ 23:39:32

      Amazingly I wrote this when Baba had his first fit, all those nights of being up to one, two in the morning waiting to give him his meds inspired me to write it! Unbelievable really!

      Thank you so much for being so nice about it, I really appreciate it. xx

      Reply

  4. Maxabella
    Nov 13, 2010 @ 20:59:15

    Oh that’s lovely. I especially like the line “She promises to always say with pride ‘that’s my little boy'”. That’s motherhood right there. x

    Reply

  5. MultipleMum
    Nov 13, 2010 @ 22:54:04

    What a lovely poem! I like the title of your blog too. Visiting from the Fibro 🙂

    Reply

  6. life in a pink fibro
    Nov 13, 2010 @ 23:26:37

    This is so beautiful. I love the image of the covers thrown and the feet hanging out – so many nights did I find my boys like that. Thanks for linking up and making me smile.

    Reply

  7. Tenille
    Nov 14, 2010 @ 01:49:55

    What a sweet post. I do that same thing at night, it’s a lovely ritual.

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Fitness Friday

Creative Writing e-course

British Mummy Bloggers

Slow Cooker Revolution

FlogYoBlog Friday

Judith’s Room

The Secret Post Club

The Gallery

Blog Gems

Dear So And So…

PenPal Club

Writing Workshop

Get Crafty

Play Academy

Silent Sunday

Silent Sunday
%d bloggers like this: