
My son is asleep on me as I type this post, the rhythm of every sweet breath and his irresistible baby scent surround me... I hardly remember the nights before he was born, those nights without his delicious scent lingering on between my sheets and my pajamas, a tiny arm or leg flapping onto me in the wee hours of the morning and I wonder if all the parents that let their children cry it out have any idea of the wonderful experience they're missing out on... I guess it sounds a bit selfish, … [Read more...]








