Sometimes I worry that one day in the faraway future I'll think back on these days and be unable to remember Westley's sweet baby smell, super-soft skin or quiet little snores.So, for now, I try to soak up every detail. My heart melts each time my beautiful happy baby reaches out for me. And even on those sleep-deprived hectic days when it's a blessing to find time to start a load of laundry, I thank God that I am living this dream come true.
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