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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