baby hands

Of course there are some things I miss about my life before I had my monster.  Not many things, but some.  Like sleeping through the night or sleeping minus a little monster flailing about.  But, its times like last night when I can feel him searching for me in his sleep, his baby hands trying to find his mama to snuggle next to, that I forget what it was like to sleep alone and sigh in hopes that these moments last a little bit longer.  Well, maybe the foot in the jaw that occurred later in the night, those moments can go.  But the snuggles, those can stay forever.