Sunday, July 3, 2011

Day 184: Snuggle Puppy

Norah doesn't snuggle really. She wiggles. She wiggled in the womb. She fidgets outside of it.

Sometimes I catch her in a moment, a moment of snuggle.

I went into her room to get her laundry basket. I knew I was risking waking her, and I also knew that I was risking her not even being asleep yet.

But she was.

Sleeping in the gentleness of childhood slumber, she was snuggling the stuffed dog that once belonged to me. I remembered snuggling that dog. I remembered what it was like to love a stuffed animal like that, and feel secure in holding it.

That's how I found her. It doesn't happen often, but I got to catch a glimpse of it.

It was a sweet moment to me.

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