I am thankful for the different kind of silence I hear in the middle of the night when the room is dark and I am alone with my new beautiful girl. The different kind of silence that is marked by quiet swallows of milk as my arms are wrapped around a tiny body. The different kind of silence that has tiny heaves of little lungs as my little girl snuggles into my chest while I burp her milk drunk body. And the different kind of silence that is there as I look down in the near pitch darkness at a perfect face peacefully sleeping in the small of my neck.
The nights are long but little moments of silence make them still some how restful.
15 years ago
5 Comments:
cute picture! i miss those nights...Jett has colic now so those silent nights have now turned into screaming banshee nights. :) i hope you're getting some sleep!
this post was so sweet! it darn near made me cry a bit! Oh, what a gorgeous little lady you have there!
You have a way of putting into words what I can only sit back and love. You are very talented :) She is beautiful.
Oh, Karl. You are such a good mother, and I want to be just like you when I grow up.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE the picture of the two of you in the sidebar!
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