It was 5pm. The children were playing outside. The baby was content. It was time to get in the kitchen and start dinner.
I had fully intended to leave the baby with his eldest sister, but as I lay him on the couch, he flashed a huge smile at me before I could turn away.
Too late. My insides melted.
I turned again to leave, but he flashed his gummy smile once more. Suddenly, I was on my knees making goofy faces back at him.
Then he began talking in his little baby language, and I knew I was his captive. I could do nothing but kiss his soft cheeks over and over and laugh as he enthusiastically flapped his arms and kicked his legs like an Olympic swimmer. After a lengthy conversation of 'goo's and 'ah's, I swept up the baby in my arms again.
What's the use? I can't fight it. I'm completely in love with this little boy.
Too late. My insides melted.
I turned again to leave, but he flashed his gummy smile once more. Suddenly, I was on my knees making goofy faces back at him.
Then he began talking in his little baby language, and I knew I was his captive. I could do nothing but kiss his soft cheeks over and over and laugh as he enthusiastically flapped his arms and kicked his legs like an Olympic swimmer. After a lengthy conversation of 'goo's and 'ah's, I swept up the baby in my arms again.
What's the use? I can't fight it. I'm completely in love with this little boy.
So next time you come to my house and it looks like I haven't cleaned, washed, or cooked anything, remember, I have a valid excuse: I had a baby recently.
And I just can't stop cuddling him.
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