Tuesday, October 16, 2007
How Do Ugly Babies Survive?
I think I've had two hours of sleep tonight, and now I have a migraine and I'm still recovering from my malingering cold. And yet, when I get up in the middle of the night to feed Lily, I look at that sweet little face and I feel a surge of love and generosity towards her that makes me not care about all that stuff. She is so darn cute!! I love holding her and comforting her with my body and soothing her with my voice, and that she knows my voice and responds to me. I love lying my cheek against the top of her fuzzy soft little head. I love kissing her cheeks and her forehead. I love holding her hand when she is asleep.
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