skin to skin


it was a rough evening for her. whenever she starts sundowning before she’s actually in the bed, i know i’m in for a rough bedtime. this night was no different. she was crying about everything and nothing, she “wasn’t tired”, and she just couldn’t get comfortable.

take off your pajamas.

all the way?


she does. i pull her to my barely covered chest (i was wearing a thin bandeau) and laid her entire little body over me. i held her head over my heart and within minutes, she was out.

skin to skin still works. sometimes it’s simply about slowing down the moment enough to truly connect. she’s not a baby anymore, but she still needs to feel my presence. hear my heart. allow her breathing to sync with my own. she was created inside my body. housed there for 10 months. i am home. in moments of stress and frustration, don’t you want to just go home? that’s where i took her. home. the world she knew before anything else existed.

i let the moment breathe. my baby, on my chest, sleeping, just as she had so many nights before. and i needed it as much as her. to connect to her. slow myself down and be who she needed. be present. it may not be skin to skin for you, depending on the age of your child and your comfort, but either way, you are “home”.

never forget that.