The Comfort of God’s Lap

One of my few hard-and-fast rules for mothering is this: Let. The. Sleeping. Baby. Lie. Do not, under any circumstances, wake the baby. (Okay, maybe to get to Mass or a doctor’s appointment. Maybe). Those first few weeks home with a tiny newborn, even knowing that this particular child could sleep through a marching band … Continue reading The Comfort of God’s Lap