November 16, 2011
She keeps me up. Again and again and my eyes stop focusing properly. All I want is sleep. And I whisper to her in frustration, “It’s a good thing I love you so much.” I love you at 4am when everyone’s asleep but us. I love you when you projectile vomit all over me in [...]
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November 10, 2011
I only hear him leaving because his youngest son hears him first. Hears his dad tip toeing quietly out at 5am so as not to wake the baby that finally fell back asleep at 4:30. The son I didn’t even realize was in the room. The son tucked into a blanket on the floor by [...]
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