Monday, June 30, 2008
A Family Bed
Rusty is home. My bed is full again. I am a happy woman. Norah woke up at midnight Sunday night which is very rare. Rusty and I had just settled in to go to sleep when she began crying. She didn't stop after about ten minutes so I crossed the house and brought her back to bed. I laid her down to feed her and drifted off snuggled up with the two people I love most in this world. I woke up the next morning with Norah's tiny feet dug into my thighs and Rusty's cold feet pressed against mine. I love my family.