Sunday, July 15, 2007

We’re Not Expecting Some Delicate Flower

Big A left for work at some unearthly hour before 6 this am; Li’l A promptly showed up in my bed for a pre-breakfast snuggle.

So here we are, my nose aligned with his baby-shampooed hairline, his butt backed into my belly. It’s perfect. Until he abruptly (and indignantly) scoots upright.

The baby! She kicked my butt!


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1 comment:

Blue said...

Hi -- just realized that the Maya who commented on my blog was you!

So you've started blogging again! Congrats!

And congrats to the new baby, too!

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