As I cradle him in my arms, his arm resting on my left breast-- I regret nothing.
Sunrise. Worked the baby night shift. So tired.
As I look at his sleeping face, his little chest rising and falling so peacefully-- all I can do is thank God. Thank God for giving this gift to me. Thank God for providing the strength to take care of this gift.
He buries his head into my breast and exhales.
Sunrise. Worked the baby night shift. So tired.
As I look at his sleeping face, his little chest rising and falling so peacefully-- all I can do is thank God. Thank God for giving this gift to me. Thank God for providing the strength to take care of this gift.
He buries his head into my breast and exhales.
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