Sleep, My Darling...

Cole spends alot of time being lugged from place to place, being put in his bouncy while I tend to someone else, in the sling whether he likes it or not. I rarely
get the chance to simply sit and stare at him, kissing his cute little nose or cooing at him.

So at night, we cuddle and nurse and I marvel how his ten pound body and chubby cheeks can curl up so perfectly into the curve of my belly. When he dozes off, I stare at him, so sweet and perfect and pure:



It's our time together, just him and me, no siblings, no toys dropped on the head, no dog running around. I can cuddle, kiss and admire his perfect baby toes, sweet soft hair, tiny fingers. All too soon I will have to chase him down for diaper changes, peel him off the table, wipe jelly off the fingers. But for now, tonight....

Sleep, My darling... all through the night...