Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Friday, February 7, 2014

What is it about that sound?

What  is it about the calm breathing of children, just falling asleep, that is like a sweet lullaby to put me out?

Each night, I lay with the children at their bed time.  It's a chance to catch up, hear about their day,  what they are looking forward to, what they are dreading, and sometimes, just a time to snuggle,  and tell them how much I love them, and how proud I am for the privilege to be their Mome.


No matter how awake I am when laying down...

Once they start to drift off, and their breathing settles into a rhythmic sound... it's the sound a mother wants to hear every night when they are infants, the sound we listen for when we wake and have to "check on the baby."  Whether by monitor, or by them sleeping next to you, we NEED to hear it.... and it is so calming...

It puts ME to sleep.

Sometimes I have to limit the kids to 10 minutes of snuggling, each.  If I have stuff to do, I KNOW,  lying longer will put me in a comatose state.

I can't explain it.

It. Just. Does.

What is it about that sound?

Anyone else?

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