Sweet Dreams

My Dear Sweet Emmy Lou,

I just came from tucking you back into bed. You awoke tonight from what, I assume, was a bad dream and needed some comforting. You cried out in a way that would melt the heart of even the most callused person.
I picked you up from your crib and we settled into the rocking chair. You promptly snuggled into my chest and, wrapped tightly in my arms, returned to your golden slumbers. We sat in the dark, gently rocking back and forth and I could feel love filling every corner of your room. In moments like these, the love I have for you is palpable. I can smell it, taste it, touch it, feel it.
When you are lying safely in my arms I feel complete tranquility, complete happiness, complete awe and amazement; just down-right COMPLETE. I am certain - as most mothers are - that I love you more than any mother has ever loved a child before. And in this moment I want you to know that I will always be here to comfort, guide, teach, and love you. You will always be my dear sweet Emmy Lou.

Sweet dreams, my angel. Mommy loves you.

Golden slumbers fill your eyes

Smiles awake you when you rise

Sleep pretty darling do not cry

And I will sing a lullabye

('Golden Slumbers' by The Beatles)