Baby had a fantastic sleep last night, from before midnight until just before 8am. Of course, I got to sleep after midnight, woke up at 3am and went to the bathroom and woke up at 6am when she was sleep-crying.
She timed her feeding perfectly that I got to my doctor's appointment right on time, then was mostly lovely while I visited work friends. Then, we got home, and she timed another feed perfectly so there was no blank time between finishing and meeting a friend at Floriade - where she was mostly lovely.
And it was on the drive home that I realised I missed hugging her. Because we had been out and about all day, there wasn't any of that time where she grumbles and I hold her on the couch and sing to her.
I got a feeling in my shoulders and upper arms, like a physical longing to be holding her teeny-pudgy body in my arms.
It made laying on the couch and looking up at her big googly head all the lovelier.
Even when she spewed on my clean tshirt.
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