I was wrong in my last post. I’ve just discovered that Will is NOT fast asleep in his crib, tucked in wearing his Lil’ Swimmer and firetruck PJs. He is awake, lying in his crib, singing softly to himself: “ee-ei-ee-ei-oh!” (Think “Old MacDonald.”)
Sometimes, the ooey-gooey cuddly super-sweet parts of motherhood, the parts that make you gag in sappy movies, the stuff you tease yourself for crying over… sometimes, even I have to admit that all that stuff is totally true. There are times when my heart just swells up so much that I wonder how it will hold it all without bursting.
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