As you lay sleeping...

Sweet daughter of mine.
You are a hot mess the past few days.
Yes, a hot damn mess.
Hold me!
I will hold you.
I can't figure what's wrong, but I will hold you.

As I lay next to you...
You are wrapped in a yellow duck towel.
You are on your side.
Sweetest face I have ever seen.
Tomee tipee next to you.
Apparently, you were NOT hungry.
Your hands twitch like your fathers.
You are a freak my dear.

I am so happy to be a mother, a bed sharing mother.
It is safe when done correctly.
This is me soaking up all the time alone we have till the next baby bot.
These are the moments I cherish.
I don't care the time, I can just roll and soothe.

I love you sweet angel.

But seriously, quit screaming at 7 pm.
You are fine.



Owl always love you.