The struggle of the nap trap, before you I was an employee with Responsibilities, I was a wife with obligations. I hold you as my head tugs at the growing list of work to be done, calculating how will I get it done in a day? There’s clothes to wash and put away, dishes to be done, are the bills paid? Was able to work enough to cover the bills? But then I hear your little sigh through your sleep. I remember that little face new to the world the way you wanted to see everything but the lights were just to bright for your new little eyes. Hands that once could only hold one finger, now starting to fill my palm.
I’m sure it must seem like a life time ago to you, but for me that was yesterday and now you are exploring the world. Hands once smoother than silk now begin to have the Indents of fingerprints. Once a Toothless grin now our sleepless nights as your gums slowly disappear. squeals and other unexplainable sounds slowly turn to “dada” and then to “daddy”. A foot that once fit in the palm of my hand now running to the next adventure, how was it just yesterday I was handed your tiny little life with it’s matching ears and button nose. It amazes me that after all this time I’m still your safe haven, still the warmth you search for in your sleep. I can’t help but wonder as I try to leave your side, do you feel the rushing passing of time as well? It seems the more I try to leave the faster you wake. The more I think you need me less you prove you need me more, more than the laundry, dishes, or bills. If this little moment is all I have to try and rebel against time, then I will hold you a Little tighter and resolve myself to being nap trapped for a little longer.
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