The Rocker

Soon after we found out we were expecting Lucas but before we even started "planning" anything in regards to the nursery, I knew I wanted a rocker. I love to sit in them and slowly rock away the trouble thoughts I sometimes have. I didn't care if the room was only 9*9, I couldn't picture the room without one.

We finally managed to get one and I love it. It has to be one of my favorite places to be. Sometimes when we are getting Lucas ready for his bath, I will sit in it and watch as Marc plays with Lucas and gets him undressed. There could be a ten other things I could be doing but I cherish that time so much.

And tonight at 12:45am, as Lucas got up for some unknown reason and Marc went in to comfort him, I willingly offered to rock Lucas back to sleep. I was tired and am still getting over this cold but I value the time I can hold my growing baby and rock him back to sleep. I know time is running out when he will let me hold him without putting up a fight. Lucas cooperated and let me hold him, not trying too hard to look at everything in his room or try to see where Marc had disappeared too. Soon enough, Lucas settled back into my arm, with his hands on his head and let himself fall back to sleep, giving into the rhythm of the rocking. I hated having to put him back into the crib and fought really hard the desire to stay in the room and continue to rock myself to sleep.

I often wonder what we will do with the rocker once Lucas outgrows his nursery-wonder if I can take it to work?