I’ve heard of sick children wanting no one but their mom, but I’ve never heard of well children wanting no one but their sick mom.
I woke up Saturday with a cold and it seems like Temi cried every time I walked away or put her down. She didn’t wanna be held by anybody but me. She’d look at me with the biggest puppy dog eyes and hold out her arms for me. Then once she was in my arms, she’d hold on for dear life buried in my neck. I got the “best” sleep cuz she hugged and kicked me all thru it.
It feels unbelievable to be loved this much. It gives new meaning to “a mother’s touch.”
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