It's pretty comical, really. We tuck our kids into their beds at night, and then, just like magnets, they are sticking to us by morning. We usually all wake up together in one room, and everyone's smiling. And well, the baby, he's always stuck to me. I couldn't sleep away from him for a million dollars. He is tucked right up by my chest, snuggly and warm. Waking up in the middle of the night to a chubby, yummy smelling baby has been one of the greatest joys of mommyhood. All 3 times.
Here's a photo of a few of us enjoying a morning cuddle (and snack):
2 comments:
Story of my life!
Yes, continuing where you left off when you were little. I called it musical beds then too but now you are seeing it from a new angle. hee hee
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