As I put Megan to bed last night, I couldn't help but think I was listening to a beautiful symphony. I listened to my orchestra, rocking my baby girl as she nursed her bottle. The steady suck and swallow sounds were accompanied by Loving Lullabies "Sweet Hour of Prayer", trickling water in the aquarium, gentle tumble of the clothes in the dryer and occasional crowd cheers coming from the Vikings game Daddy was watching.
"Life is good", I thought. The grand finale came when the bottle was empty and as I burped my little one, she fell asleep on my shoulder to "O Come, Little Children".
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