Wednesday, January 2, 2013

My spoon

For once she didn't fight a nap.

A good old holiday nap.

She wanted my arm under her head like a pillow. I started to fall asleep with my face in her ponytail. I couldn't get closer to her.

It's a safe beautiful place.

I love listening to her breathing evening out. Her little tiny breaths. Her body catching some rest.

We snuggle like spoons.

Perfectly fitting together. Perfectly imperfect. Perfect for each other.



1 comment:

Pammy said...

Ella is SO lucky and blessed to have YOU as her mommy. There is NOTHING better than a mommy's love!!