Never let me go

Ahh motherhood. The days are long. The nights can be longer. Sometimes I just crave some space for myself–not to be touched for a few minutes. There are always little hands reaching for me. But I remember that they won’t always want to. As time passes, I won’t have small hands seeking my face in the dark, my hand in a crowd. So I hold on to these moments while I can.    

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2 Responses to Never let me go

  1. I agree. Somedays I wish I had 30 minutes of me time and then I remember that I need to cherish these days that my baby just wants to be in my arms since this won’t last forever.


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