I love how my baby looks into my eyes. She is ever observant in her waking hours, checking her surroundings, absorbing what is going on around her. Periodically, she'll check back with me, making sure everything is okay. She does this by looking into my eyes.
And then, when it is time to nap or go down for the night, usually she prefers being gently bounced in the bouncer. I have Scripture songs being sung in the background by children. She has these big, deep blue-grey eyes that show me her very being. "No walls," my husband said in awe. It is a delight, a treasure to KNOW someone on that deep level with no fear of hurt and no emotional walls up from past hurt. To SEE my little child in her eyes is something that cannot be adequately described.
With the music going, I gaze back into her eyes, reassuring her of my presence and that all is well, and in a few minutes, she drifts off to sleep... looking into my eyes. She is literally looking me in the eye and then she'll do a couple slow blinks (or maybe none at all) and her heavy lids drop and her long lashes rest finally on her soft cheeks. Asleep.
Brittany
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