Before each nap and bedtime I love reading to Sweet Baby while we rock in his rocking chair. I call it read and rock time. I have a few favorites I always go to and Sweet Baby has his favorite as well. Thankfully I’m pretty sure we are on the same page. At one of my baby showers my friend purchased the Sesame Beginnings, Nighty-Night. My husband read that book to my pregnant belly close to every night after we got it. I love reading him this book now because I have memories of me laying on my side, hand on my belly, my husband holding the book, mouth next to my belly and he read. Sometimes Sweet Baby would kick other times he’d be asleep. Whats great is its only $1 at probably the dollar store!
My other favorite books to read to him are It’s Time to Sleep My Love and On the Night You Were Born both by Nancy Tillman. I love the illustrations and the poems inside them are just perfect. I’d like to share them with you, but you should buy them for your little one. I love them so much I have a baby shower in a couple of weeks, I will probably purchase them for their little girl.
It’s Time to Sleep, My Love by Nancy Tillman
It’s time to sleep, it’s time to sleep, the fishes croon in waters deep, The songbirds sing in trees above, It’s time to sleep my love, my love. It’s time to sleep, my love. So, go to sleep my sleep child. The tiger whispers in the wild. The otter utters by the lake, It’s getting hard to stay awake. So, go to sleep, my love. Lets go to sleep, my darling love, so coos the sleepy turtledove. So drones the drowsy bumblebee inside its hive inside its tree. Let’s go to sleep my love.I’m getting very sleep now, so moos the tired milking cow (or when I read it-milking momma) So croaks the almost-sleeping frog amidst the settling of the fog. So, go to sleep, my love. Your dreams will be arriving soon. They’ll float to you in sleeps balloon. They’ll be here when I snuff the wick, you’d better close your eyelids quick. So you can dream, my love, my love. So you can dream my love. And as you dream inside your sleep, the fishes crooing in the deep, and all the songbirds up above will sleep and dream of you, my love, of you, the one I love.
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On the Night You Were Born by Nancy Tillman
On the night you were born, the moon smiled with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see you and the night wind whispered, ‘Life will never be the same.’ Because there had never been anyone like you. . . ever in the world. So enchanted with you were the wind and the rain that they whispered the sound of your wonderful name. It sailed through the farmland high on the breeze. . . Over the ocean . . . And through the trees . . . Until everyone heard it and everyone knew of the one and only ever you. Not once had there been such eyes, such a nose, such silly, wiggly, wonderful toes. When the polar bears heard they danced until dawn. From faraway places, the geese flew home. The moon stayed up until morning the next day. And none of the ladybugs flew away. So whenever you doubt just how special you are and you wonder who loves, how much and how far, listen for geese honking high in the sky. (They’re sining a song to remember you by.) Or notice the bears asleep at the zoo. (It’s because they’ve been dancing all night for you!) Or drift off to sleep to the sound of wind. (Listen closely . . . it’s whispering your name again!) If the moon stays up until morning one day, or a ladybug lands and decides to stay, or a little bird sits at your window awhile, its because they’re all hoping to see you smile… For never before in story or rhyme (not even once upon a time) has the world ever known a you, my friend, and it never will, not ever again . . .Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn on the wonderful, marvelous night you were born.
I love her books, they are just so precious and as I wrote them down for you, I thought of my Sweet Baby and how when I read he’s snuggled up to my chest. Thumb in his mouth and his cookie monster tucked under his arm. Hurry to your nearest bookstore, these books are a must have!