not a creature was stirring

 at 2:45 this morning little c started to stir in his bassinet. waking up for his night feeding, i lifted him to my bed and drowsily fed him. while he ate it dawned on me that it is now officially his first christmas day. once he finished sleeping i pulled him close and rose from the bed to place him softly back into his bassinet. i couldn't resist leaning over and placing my lips to his chubby sweet cheek and whispering 'merry first christmas, baby. so many more to come.'