Layla will not go to sleep unless shes right up under me, touching me in some way, shape, or form. Whether its an arm on my chest, a handful of my hair, a leg kicked over my stomach, the child HAS to be touching me somehow to pass out. Some may call it spoiled, & yeah maybe in a few years, Ill wish that I had left her in her crib.. but for right now, I wouldnt have it any other way. That little 18 lb piece of heaven is MY security, my comfort and warmth. My assurance that everything will always be okay, as long as we have each other. Sometimes I get down on myself, thinking about the people who have let me down, and some friends that Ive lost along the way, but when I look at her, it all makes perfect sense. Shes the only person that I will ever need, for now, & forever. Anyone who knows me, knows that I always said that I didnt want to have kids, but I could never begin to imagine my life without her. With Layla, everything that I once thought mattered, just kind of disappeared. Shes the one who saved me from myself. She gives me all of the motivation, hope, confidence, & strength that I need to move forward, & strive for nothing but the best, for the both of us. Thank you, God, for blessing me with such a beautiful gift!! I love you, Layla Louise Taylor, to the stars and back, times 40 hundred and ten!! You will always be mommys baby girl
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 02:11:46 +0000
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