Let me explain. Baby B is a great baby, but he struggles to fall asleep while being held. He much prefers being in his own bed to fall asleep. When we're out and I have to get him to sleep while holding him, it is a long struggle of bouncing, and pacing, and changing positions, and whatnot until he finally gives in a conks out.
My grandma just sat there holding him and he peacefully and effortlessly drifted off to la-la land right then and there.
His tiny cousin is also a great baby, but a bit colicky and he struggles to fall asleep as well. Not only did he effortlessly drift off to the Land of Nod while simply laying in his great-grandmother's lap, he became so unbelievably relaxed he was all sprawled out with his mouth wide open. And completely dead to the world.
Did I mention that my grandma didn't have to do anything more than sit there with the both of them? She has a magic touch. I'm telling you.
But the most Joyful part of that Joyful Moment was watching the way she looked at these great-grandsons of hers with love and wonder. Those of you who know my grandma will understand this best, but it was a very tender moment for me. And I'm very grateful for it.
Wishing you all Joyful Moments involve effortless, deep, peaceful sleep!