But I haven't gone to bed yet, so I think it still counts.
Tonight I am thankful that I have a sweet baby in my arms as I type this. At 19-months, she's not really a baby anymore. And, yes, I do wish she were asleep in her own room instead of making my arm go to sleep. There are always so many other important things I could be doing. Like washing dishes or folding laundry or even, gasp, sleeping myself.
But tonight I'm thankful that I'm able to hold her and love and cherish her babyhood a little while longer. Even if my hand is all pins and needles from trying to type while her sweet head cuts off my blood circulation. Sometimes love hurts, lol.
3 comments:
Oh, how I miss those days. My youngest is 5 now and I still let her sleep next to me, just so I can hold her hand and smell her hair. Laundry can wait, hold that baby!!!
My youngest is 7 and the oldest is 17. So many days I wish I could hold them while they are sleeping still. Enjoy!
Awww...little Sweetie!
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