THOUGHTS OF A MOTHER
While you were sleeping, I took a sigh of relief that finally , my sweet wild child, finally you were resting While you were sleeping, I had dishes piled and laundry overflowing, but instead I just laid beside you, peaceful and still. While you were sleeping, I just stared at you, in awe, that something so perfect could come from me. While you were sleeping, I watched your tiny chest move up and down, and when your breathing would slow, I placed my ear to your mouth to ensure I could hear your tiny breaths. While you were sleeping, I prayed over you. I thanked God at least 100 times that you were here and healthy, but most of all—that you were mine. While you were sleeping, I noticed your onesie was almost too small for you. This was probably the last time I would ever see you in that. While you were sleeping, I smiled as I gently ran my fingers through your messy hair. I've never seen another human pul...