Dear Mom

Dear bedsharing mama,

I know your muscles ache. And your hips feel tight. It's hard to share your body day and night.

You long to just uncurl, to stretch your limbs out wide...yet there's this little person clinging to your side.

You know that there will come a time you'll have the bed back to yourself, and those little tiny hands will no longer search for help.

And when all of this is over, you'll forget the nights that dragged. The moments of frustration, the sleep you wish you'd had.

Instead, you will recall the beauty of what was, this small portion of their lifetime spent together, all because...

You knew that's what they needed, and what you needed, too... to rest so close and so connected, to the heart that lived in you.