This moment

Little miss was particularly fussy today. She’s finally sleep, in her usual spot on my bed. She clings to my shirt, drawing little breaths as eyes flutter.

Occasionally,  she smiles. She smells faintly of her bubble bath and the distinctive taint of that medicine for the reoccurring ear infection that simply has to go away. Brown curls fight free of her braids.

I should move her to her bed… and yet I am still, watching my baby sleep.

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