my moosh

We have a new ritual at night. I used to have to rock Miriam until she started to get drowsy and heavy. Now I just give her the paci, rock her a couple minutes in my arms and put her right down. But while I'm rocking and humming whatever tun pops in my mind, she will stroke my face. Open palm on my cheek, then fingers down my nose and around my mouth. Exploring every surface and crevice she can touch. I have to close my eyes so she doesn't poke my eye, but it's the sweetest thing in the world. I pretend she's memorizing my face before she drifts off to dreaming. Little girl, I love you so.

 

note: mini pink patagonia is the best fifty bucks I spent last year!