Miss C is very particular about sleeping in her crib. She does not deviate from this happy place. Unless she is sick or travelling. Then all bets are off. Much to Miss C's delight our room last night held two beds. One for Daddy and one for Miss C and Mommy. I am already giddy with joy. I LOVE sleeping with Miss C. I love hearing her, touching her, smelling her. I just love it. Of course along with this pleasure are a few inconveniences. Miss C can hog a bed like no one's business. I have less space than a sleeping bag. At one point we are sharing a pillow. Daddy is sprawled in his own bed surrounded by pillows. Miss C sticks her feet in my face, my ribs, and even my underwear. She wakes up and talks in the middle of the night since she has someone to listen for once. And every single moment is pure bliss.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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