I hope this doesn’t count as me snooping in her diary. I was tidying the house and came across a few notebooks that the kids use for pictures and stories and notes, and came across this one from my daughter. My son has always been a snuggle bug and is usually glued to my side.… Continue reading We always need more snuggles
Tag: To my daughter
Bedtime Snuggles
Your first night on earth you slept. You were tired from being birthed just a few hours earlier. I was too, but I barely slept. How could I? I was equal parts enamoured with you and terrified of you. The second night neither of us slept. You were hungry and unsure what had happened to… Continue reading Bedtime Snuggles
Conduit of Magic
At night we curl up in bed, heads upon a shared pillow, my face a breath from her cheek. She dances her toes across her bedroom wall and tells me about fairies. Earlier that day she said, “pretend I’m a fairy.” “We don’t need to pretend,” I replied. “You are a fairy. Have I never… Continue reading Conduit of Magic
To My Big Girl
My big girl, Three weeks ago we started swimming lessons and you cannot WAIT to go back again each week. You might be part fish. The only time you cry is when it was time to get out of the pool. When we picked your dad up from the train station after the first lesson,… Continue reading To My Big Girl
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