Yesterday, I rocked A to sleep.
The day before yesterday he didn't take a nap and yesterday afternoon, he was really fuzzy and tired. So, I told him we were going to sit down and I was going to tell him a story.
At the beginning he was restless and moving a lot. He even told me he was not a baby anymore. But I didn't pay attention and continued to hold him and rocked him until he fell asleep.
Once his eyes were closed I wanted to keep him in my chest like the old days...to me he will always be my baby.