Exhausted Cuddles

“He needs to learn to self-soothe.” “You just have to let him cry it out or fuss a bit.” “It’ll be hard, but it’ll be worth it.” Do they think this is easy? I am exhausted. I’m sleepy. It’s a strain. And with the constant criticism, I’m sometimes overwhelmed. I get frustrated. Sometimes, I want …

Every Little Cry

Every little cry. That's what I promised. I'd answer and calm every single one. I used to sit up and daydream about these moments. Sleep deprived, begging you to close those eyes. Rubbing your back. Pacing back and forth to rock you to sleep. Dealing with explosive diapers and the witching hour. I begged for …

Good Morning.

The sun peeks through the window… spilling over across the bed… birds sing softly outside… The frigid air in the room stirring me awake… Half-asleep, I pull the comforter closer… My heart skipping a beat… My eyes opening slowly... A smile creeping to my face… as I realize your soft arm draped around me… I …

Watching the Clock

The ticking of this clock. I could listen to it forever. Tick tock. Tick tock. It sits above the back door near the kitchen. Tick tock. Tick tock. It’s soothing. It almost brings me to tears. I’ve heard the sound before. Hundreds, maybe thousands of times. But never like this. Tick Tock. Tick tock. I’ve …