Mother of One

Tonight my baby woke up crying at 9:30. My heart leaped, I jumped up--your baby's cry can do that to you. I took her out of her crib and cradled her in my arms. I could just see her fuzzy, downy hair in the darkness. I rocked her back and forth, back and forth. She stopped crying within seconds and fell asleep again. I held her and breathed in her soft baby smell. Sometimes being a mom can be wonderful.