The sweet baby smell. The soft silky hair. The sounds made while drifting off to sleep in  my arms. The sleeping grin. I close my eyes and try to take it all in and burn it in my memory. I know all too well that the next time I open my eyes my baby will be three and a half years old.



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  1. Aw, this was lovely! xxx

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