Simple Moments • 05 • Fire in His Eyes

Monday, February 20, 2012


Every morning we open our eyes and you're laying between us - a perfect product of our love. After you're morning feeding, we usually linger in bed, soaking up your soft skin and baby smell. This morning I sat on the edge of the bed watching your Papa rock you, talking with him about just how hard this is, but how amazing and worth it you are. For years I thought I knew what love looked like in his eyes, but there's a new fire that lights when he holds you close. He loves you - so, so much. I'll never be able to express how very true those words are and how much I want you to believe them. You need him, and he needs you, and I need you both.


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