I wake to two little eyes focused on me. Little eyelashes growing long, coming to have a curl at the end. I see those eyes crinkle into the most quiet of grins, beckoning me to wake for the day. She doesn’t wake me with a cry but with a spirit-nudge. Each morning I gently open my own eyes, sure that it’s the sun and not the baby that woke me — and she’s there awake, waiting.We seem to always wake face to face, eyes focused on the future of our heart bond…
{{Click to read the rest about The Promise over at Incourage today}}
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Oh that sweet little bug. I can’t wait to meet her!
Steph
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What a lovely start, i love your poetic soul. I am a new reader, and I will come for more :)
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He’s so adorable and you are very sweet. I hope your child will be able to read this in the future. I’m sure he’ll be so touched. Can you post more pictures of him?
Thanks for inspiring me.
Amber Lee Deadly Seduction
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