Sweet moments

Thankfully Jonathan was a pretty good sleeper in his early months. Believe me I am not complaining. However I feel that I was slighted in the late night rocking and lullaby singing department (I am sure there is still time). Admit it... every parent out there may complain about their kid not sleeping and all the crazy things they do to get them to drift off (and believe me when I say CRAZY!!!) but secretly they love the fact that they are needed. If you notice the time on this post-it is late. The rest of my family is asleep-including the dog. Jonathan woke up about 45 mins ago and I just got him back to sleep. He currently has a bit of a runny/stuffy nose, and he is cutting some serious teeth. Can't blame the little guy for having a rough time sleeping. I went in in the dark-felt around desperately for the pacifier-was unsuccessful-turned on the night light (something I was hoping to avoid) and found the pacifier where I am certain I had passed my hand over multiple times. I grabbed a blanket and brought Jonathan over to the rocking chair. We snuggled up and I began to sing. It was so magical-he was awake, but he was completely still as I rocked and sang. One of those moments you remember forever. I was singing a song written by Fernando Ortega. It is short and sweet and a great lullaby because it spends a lot of time resonating in the lower register-where your chest rattles and babies find it so soothing. I highly recommend it(please excuse the Narnia clips-it isn't from the movie). The other reason I love this song is that it was one of the inspirations for Jonathan's nursery. This verse is written on his walls.
I have a philosophy on lullabies. It isn't spiritual doctrine, but I just figure, if your kid is awake in the middle of the night-for whatever reason-fear, sickness, or just plain belligerence-you and your kid need some prayer and divine intervention. I don't see much point or comfort in singing about mockingbirds or breaking tree branches in these moments. So I try to remember the words to as many old hymns as I can. It is probably because I can still remember my mom on the rarest of occasions sitting down at the piano and playing these old songs. I could hear the music drifting up through the vents to my room and I always loved those moments. But why not speak/sing scripture over your sleepless child. It isn't a magic pill to make your kid go to sleep, but it definitely can't hurt. Plus it puts me in a better mood--and I really do believe that it can affect your kid. Anyway-that's just my two cents. It appears that Jonathan is really asleep so it is safe to lay down. (I am sure he will be up as soon as I do-he has some kind of radar)