There are a million little reasons I love co-sleeping and napping with my daughter, but this one tops them all.

The nuzzle.

It’s not something I ever expected would mean so much. But when she’s in that deep, dreamy sleep and stirs just a little… she cracks her eyes open, barely, just to scan her world. And when she sees me, without a sound or a cry, she nuzzles her soft little head closer to my chest. No hesitation. No fear. Just this tiny, instinctive movement that says, “You’re here. I’m safe.”

I can’t put into words what that does to my heart.

It’s pure.

It’s special.

It’s love.

It’s safety.

It’s our bond.

And for that reason alone, I’ll keep making room for the nuzzles, for as long as she needs them.