Healing

We didn't have the best of days- we didn't have a good morning, she didn't love her day at school, our afternoon wasn't great. Bedtime was awful.

But now, at the turn of midnight, she's in my arms. She came into my bed. We had a talk, cuddles. She snuggled in, holding my hand. my heart hurts for the bad times, but it melts me that at the end of the day this tiny human still wants nothing more than to be beside me.

There really isn't a way to prepare yourself for how much love your babies produce in you, is there?