Tonight, my husband rocked our sweet boy to sleep, as he almost always does. It's their time together, it's one of the few times that Ethan prefers his Daddy over his Mommy.
As Ethan started to doze and drift off to his *hopeful* full night of sleep, I walked past my boys and saw Ethan was curled up on Jason's chest, making the recliner ooze with sweetness. I knelt down in front of the recliner, laid my head next to Ethan's and wrapped the both of them up in a hug.
While almost sound asleep, Ethan found my fingers within seconds, grabbed on and squeezed tightly. He held on as he started to snore and let us know that he was in deep enough of a sleep to be laid down for the evening.
It was those few moments that made this Mother's Day truly special. His adorable handprint on a flower that his Granny helped him make, and the sweet pictures he posed for to say "I love you Mommy" are wonderful little keepsakes that I'll treasure forever, but those moments that he lets me know that he loves me even in his sleep are the most special gifts his little heart could ever give. Those little moments are the ones that make me remember how thankful I am that I get to be his Mommy and that fact alone is what made it a beautiful Mother's Day.