He cries, and I pick him up. He burrows his little head between my neck and shoulder, tiny arm quickly swung up and around the other side of my neck. The cries stop the second I pick him up. Ragged breaths become slow and steady. He is content. Sweet baby breath on my neck. We sway to the music playing and I think that this is one of the best feelings.
Motherhood is just magic sometimes......I don't have to do anything but be me, and all the bad feelings go away. That's a powerful magic.
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Hi mommy, it's interesting reading your blog. I don't know whether i will blog about my child when i have one next time. Never thought of it. Really creative to blog it down.
God bless
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