Today I am exhausted.
She is sleeping and I should be sleeping too.
But I can't. I can't help but watch her, touch her, listen to her.
I love to watch her lips purse together and make bubbles. I love to
stare at her long eye lashes, button nose, and chubby cheeks.
I enjoy feeling her little hand wrapped around my finger, running my
fingers through her hair, rubbing her soft tiny ear lobes. I love to
massage her strong legs and touching her warm tummy.
I love listening to her coos and breathe in and out. Listen to her
stretch. Listen to her deep sleepy sigh...
While she sleeps she will suddenly reach over and grab a hold of my
top and hold on like I was going to get up. I smile and start to fall
asleep...
A minute passes and she stretches, yawns, and starts to wiggle...
Should I have been sleeping?
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