But this is.
L hasn't napped on me since she was a newborn. I would have lots of sleepy cuddles with a cluster feeding snuggly baby. I would be stuck on the sofa all day with her. I would cuddle her all day breathing in her gorgeous smell.
Then she stopped. She would push me away and arch her back, she wanted down and out of my arms to sleep. I blame my worry that she wouldn't settle by herself on the fact that I would put her down to sleep in her cot as often as I could.
I taught her independence which is brilliant but I miss her need for me and her cuddling me in sleepy peace. I miss those sleepy cuddles.
So on Sunday when my poorly pickle was for once not wanting to sleep alone I cuddled her. Sang her our song. And held her whilst she slept in my arms. And that was magic.