evening with my baby

My little Goldilocks.


Only weeks away from a first birthday.

When did a whole year happen?


We sit here, couch corner, lamp on, blanket-wrapped. Our evening routine.

Usually you fall asleep nursing. But not tonight.


You rest your head on my chest. I rub your tummy as you quiet, sink into my arms, succumb to sleep.

Sweet, sweet babe of mine.


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