Little Hands

I like sleep…a lot. So, I always have to say that getting so much less of it has been one of the hardest parts of motherhood for me. It’s not all bad though.

This morning, I was sitting on the couch feeding Miles before taking him to the sitter and heading off to work. My eyes were fighting hard to stay open when all of a sudden I feel this little hand hold on to my arm. Let me tell you, any sleepiness quickly evaporated into complete head-over-heels love for my baby. He needs me so much, and that tiny little hand resting on me was his way of saying “thanks.”

Man, I love that kid.

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