Monday, March 18, 2013

A Hard sleeper



I woke up when I felt something pressing against my stomach.  What was it?  I opened my eyes, looked down, and saw my dark haired beauty using my stomach as a pillow.  How did she get in here?  How did I not hear her come in?

This wouldn’t be the first early morning or the last where I would look over in the morning and see my baby.  Or feel a foot, arm in my stomach or feel a heavy weight on my back.

I guess I really am a hard sleeper.  I only wake for crying babies and continuous coughing.

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