The Rocking Chair {The Ordinary Moments}

My rocking chair has been a fixture in our home since I was pregnant with LP. It was my one luxury, my one treat and a real extravagance at the time but it is something that I am so glad I had – I sat in that chair so many times to feed the babies, to give them cuddles and to rock them to sleep.

The amount of times I would sit in that chair, humming a tune and cuddling a teething baby or rocking endlessly in the early hours until the babies decided they would sleep. The times I drifted off to sleep in the chair whilst the babies fed or the times I would sit in the chair with a baby asleep on my shoulder, just savouring the moment and loving the sleepy baby cuddles in the comfort of my rocking chair.

The chair has seen two pregnancies, it has seen so many feeds and it has grown to be the place we sit to dry children off after bath time, the place we sit to read a bedtime story and the place we still sit when Little Man wakes in the night for cuddles or a drink.

My rocking chair is so ordinary now, it has been with us for so long. It has been there during the lovely happy times, through the harder nights and the times of sickness and teething. The rocking chair has seen so much and the children love to sit on it, rock and read a story. Our rocking chair is a fixture that I’m sure will be enjoyed for a long time to come.