Love is…

21 Mar

Going into your baby’s room to see him;

face down, little butt stuck up in the air.

So sweet.

You rub his back, tell him you’re sorry but it’s time to wake up.

He rolls over, gazes up at Mama and stretches his arms to you.

Sweet snuggly baby. Warm and cuddly, not yet on the move.

Sweet boy, I love you so much.


Posted by on March 21, 2007 in Jeffrey


3 responses to “Love is…

  1. Kellie

    March 22, 2007 at 8:21 am

    Perfectly written. My mornings with Morgan are similar–only she’s already awake when I get in there. And, usually saying “uh-oh” and pointing toward the floor where her lovey has been thrown. But, the snuggly baby and the warm and cuddly, not moving for the day yet is the same. I love it. I never want it to go away.

  2. Kelly M

    March 23, 2007 at 8:32 pm

    I can almost picture the morning in my mind! Great writing!

  3. Kurt

    March 23, 2007 at 8:33 pm

    “Gazes up at Mama,” is the sweetest part of that for me. Very nicely done, Dani. You paint the picture so well, that I feel I’m right there next to you. Like Kellie said, I hope it never ends (for you guys, that is).


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