05 February 2012


...and still not so easy.  It's been two months and I miss my baby girl. I still take out her clothes from the top drawer where I haven't moved them from and fold and re-fold them.  I can still smell her on some of her stuffed animals but none of them are as soft as she was.  I miss the weight of her, the feel of kissing her delicious cheeks as her chubby fingers curled around my thumb.  It is and will always be an irreplaceable sensation. 

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