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Dream

Every morning, after breakfast, I cradle you in my arms on the sofa. You nurse while we stare into each other’s eyes until your lids get heavy and you slowly fall into sleep. I could put you in your crib and shut the door behind me but I would miss these sweet moments. Holding your tiny body against mine while you dream. I could probably get some chores done, I could wash dishes or do a load of laundry, but I’d miss the giggles you make while you dream. I could shower or comb my hair but I’d sacrifice all of those silly acts just to hold you in my arms for an hour while you take your morning nap. 

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