My favourite place

I sleepily tried to stretch out and realised I couldn’t. In that space between awake and sleep I had a mild panic about why my legs wouldn’t move.

A moment later I was fully awake and breathing in the reason. I’d fallen asleep in the cot. Again. Love Bug was snuggled up against me, one hand on my cheek, sleeping peacefully. My favourite place.

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Instead of getting straight out, I held her close and breathed deeply. Her big girl bed has been up for a while now, but she’s still not overly keen to sleep in it.

I’m okay with that, because while I’m sure we’ll have night time cuggles in her big girl bed after stories, and I will no doubt fall asleep there, I think my nights in the cot are numbered.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. You are the queen of “living in the moment” taking time to smell the roses…. And the gorgeous little girl.

    1. Aw, thanks. I really try to.

  2. Sasha says:

    Such a priceless moment. There is nothing better than waking up with them by our side.

  3. Bongo says:

    Did Bella and Beary join you? I wish I could cuggle with all of you.

    1. That would be lovely Bongo. B&B only join in on mumma’s bed – Saturday nights we’re all in there together.

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