Feeding tiny babies. And watching tiny fingers, on tiny hands, rest on tiny faces.
A baby girl starting to zero in on my face. The face of her favorite person. Smiling with double dimples on chubby cheeks in response to smiles. Cooing in response to words. Pretend conversations. The first of a lifetime.
Sister sleeping, some nights more soundly than others, in a small bassinet next to my bed. Every night, at one hour or another, finding her way to snuggle her warm, little body next to me. Fitting perfectly in that space under my arm, squished against my side.
Precious, sweet moments.
May they be forever etched into my remembrance. Soaking them in. Relishing these moments. I don't want to forget.
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