Look at the face of your sleeping child and marvel at how much you love this precious thing. Why do we ache with love for them - particularly when they're asleep?
I may have been clenching my teeth and reprimanding her for gathering her piggy bank, some books and a pile of jewelry into bed with her, only minutes ago. But when I peek in again and she's out, my soul just melts and I stare in awe at that peaceful little face. I could gaze at my sleeping children at any given time and the same feeling comes over me.
Now to preserve this feeling in my mind & soul, for when my babies are no longer babies...
I may have been clenching my teeth and reprimanding her for gathering her piggy bank, some books and a pile of jewelry into bed with her, only minutes ago. But when I peek in again and she's out, my soul just melts and I stare in awe at that peaceful little face. I could gaze at my sleeping children at any given time and the same feeling comes over me.
Now to preserve this feeling in my mind & soul, for when my babies are no longer babies...
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