In the midst of my lack of sleep, my restless legs, my runny/stuffy nose, my headache, my earache and my lonely heart missing my husband, I hear my daughter crying in her sleep. I glance over at the baby monitor in anger. I sit up in a panic and wonder why on Earth would she … Continue reading The Days I’ll Come to Miss
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Daddy’s Little Girl
When I see this photo, I cannot help but hear the song Butterfly Kisses come into my mind. As I watch him love her more and more each day, I melt. When I hear him with her in the morning as I still lay in bed: "Hi sweetheart! Good morning, beautiful!" I melt. When I … Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl