Saturday, December 13, 2008

Longing

Very occasionally I see a small babe and just want to snuggle it in my arms and nurse quietly with the dear soul, and I'm sad cause I know that is going to happen ever again, and I'm filled with regret. Then I remember...

Ever, and the mess he makes just being. The destruction that comes with every movement. I see Maya sitting patiently waiting for me to come, and I never come cause I am too busy dealing with him. I never have time to play cause I'm stuck dealing with 10 minutes ago all day.

This is the hardest time.

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