I hung up these tiny blue jean pants on the drying rack and it struck me, this realization that there’s a little one in my home.

Its when I hold her close to my chest and have her little head resting on my shoulder that this feeling of unconditional love washes over me.

She snorts and grunts in her sleep, and I just want her to stay like this forever, sleeping soundly on my chest with her mouth wide open.