Snuggle in the rocking chair a little extra time. 

I tell myself it is to make sure all the burps are out, but it is really just because I love the warmth of her tiny body against my chest as we rock back and forth.

It's time. I head back to the bedroom with a small blanket and begin to carefully wrap.

First I smooth it out, then begin to fold it just so. 

I place her carefully in the center.

Position the tiny arms gently at her side, 

and wrap.

And the moment strikes me- I am wrapping my gift.

Precious.

Unexpected.

Perfect.

Tiny.

Wrapped.

Beautiful.