Tuesday, August 6, 2019
Wake up calls
I'm laying in my bed with a big bulky blue blanket tucked around my body when I feel the tiny toes break through my warm cocoon. A small little Boddy wriggles further into my space and curls up against the soft flesh of my stomach. Just as quickly I feel the small chubby hand of my 4 year old press his splayed fingers against my cheek. Looking into my eyes while exhaling his sweetly sour morning breath to say "you're my precious momma" before living me a noisy kiss.