Babies.They just want a human's touch,some food and a clean diaper.God,I wish I could remember what it feels like to be so innocent and content.Jack Domenic has taught me a lot about the human spirit since he's been here with me.The other night I put him in his crib and tip-toed to my computer.Prior to,he was sleeping on my chest,fisting a wad of my hair.I was watchingThe Hills,unfazed by the baby drool collecting on my tee shirt.When the show was over and JD was still sleeping soundly I thought it was the perfect time to transfer him to his crib and get this blog and some other work done.So,I lowered him into his crib and pulled a blue and white afghan up,just under his chin.Just as I found myself at my computer with a cup of hot tea the squeaking began.I remained calm,dunking the tea bag up and down,while skimming an email.The squeaking continued and only got louder until Jack Domenic was in full-on panic mode.I stayed at my desk--I had work to do,after all.But,suddenly something hit me--the image of Jack Domenic's little tongue shaking,a perfect,little circle mouth open,receiving nothing but the heat of his own breath,a rush of tears streaming down his face only to collect in the corner of his lips where the bottom and upper meet.I caved.Mommy is coming,Jack Domenic,I heard myself say.I reached for my screaming baby and before he was even pushed against my chest,the noise stopped and turned to a shallow swallowing of relief.As he caught his breath,I felt his fingers brush up against my neck and curl tightly around the collar of my shirt.His head eased down on my shoulder and I smelled a soft kiss of baby shampoo and warm tinge of formula.I sat on the couch and lowered my son down to my chest.Just as I started to sayCalm down,little one,I realized he was sound asleep.He slept on my chest a lot his first couple days here in this world.I remember a nurse telling me it was because he could hear my heart,the same heart he grew under for nine months.As I sat there in the dark I let myself feel his chest heaving in and out on mine and I got it--it's times like these that make this single mother thing easy--all JD wants is me.Me.So,who needs you?...who do you need?
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