The things that will never make it in the baby books and other musings from a stay at home mom
"Mama? Mama!" Evan's voice is urgent as he struggles out of my arms during our nightly pre-bedtime snuggle. "Hush, Evan. I know," I whisper. "I love you, too." Evan smiles blindingly and immediately collapses back against me. His "sucking fingers" snake slowly toward his mouth. "Yeah," he whispers softly. "Yeah."
posted by Rebecca @ 7:59 PM
First a New York PR maven, then a boring suburban housewife, now an expatriate living abroad. Whatever will I think of next? Join me, my husband and our two small children as we interrupt our regular lives to move to London for a few years. The best thing we've ever done or pure folly? Only time will tell...
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Oh. Matt whispers "I love you mama" in my ear as we're going to sleep. This is why his new bed in his new bedroom still stands unused. I like him snuggled up to me, the two of us cuddling to sleep together.
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