dear genevieve.
whew. last night gave me a run for my money.
i thought i would be more upset and frustrated to be up all night long
but for you i was completely happy to rock you, wipe your boogies and change your pants.
it didn't matter one bit what time it was.
you were so tired you cried in your sleep, ate in your sleep, had your bum changed eyes shut and everything. your little wet eye lashes squished against your cheeks as you blew raspberries and cried.
i wish i could take this pain from you.
i wish i could teeth for you and then just see a pretty little toothy smile on you
but i can't...
so i will be there. patiently comforting you all along the way.
through this small trial and all the others to come.
~mom
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