everyday at 11ish-12ish, reaggie goes down for her daily two hour nap. the routine is the same, sleepsack, 6 ounce bottle in the orange chair, snug in my right arm. she plays with my fingers, sometimes my necklace. i put my face on her little head and study her long lashes until she falls asleep.
it is a daily routine, but i try not to take it for granted. i try to be in the moment each and every time. for i know one day it will no longer be a routine, just a memory. i never want to forget the sound of her breathing, the silence of the afternoon, the tickle of her baby hair, the scent of baby shampoo, the warmth of her sleeping.