have you ever gone into you’re baby’s room in the middle of the night to quietly scoop them up because you desperately missed them? last night i woke up #jetlag and immediately missed him so much. his smell. his little teeth. his curls. his budding personality and happy run/dance. we were together all day yesterday, lots of times driving each other crazy, but in the stillness of the night when it felt like the rest of the world was asleep, all i needed in that very moment was some skin to skin with my baby boy who is growing up too fast. i crept in without too many creaks and we snuggled in theodore’s empty bed #cosleeper. tucked between soft layers flannel, i thought about the kid’s book we read from time to time called “love you forever” and how one day his small body will be grown and bigger than mine. i laid there feeling him breathe on my neck. he felt so small in that moment. i felt a tear well up in the corner of my eye, one holding overflowing joy and raw sadness all at once. motherhood can throw you into a tangle of feelings and emotions you never thought you could possibly feel in one day, let alone ten minutes in the middle of the night as you break your own rule of “don’t wake a sleeping baby, not ever.” what a ride this is.
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