Pure Bliss

Pure bliss is sitting quietly while a grand baby sleeps on your chest. 

The warmth and weight of his little body.

The rise and fall of his breaths.

The occasional quiet baby noises.

The soft fuzz of baby hair against your cheek.

Tiny fingers splayed along your collarbone. 

The sweet baby smell.

True contentment.  I think I could sit like that all day and be happy.  Of course, part of the joy is that once the baby smell is not so sweet, or the breaths turn to cries - he has a mommy you can hand him over to and not stress over it.