Waking up from deep sleep in the wee hours of the night, I cannot deny the feel of sensation stirring inside me—heaven on earth, so to speak. The way the hands knead into my belly, the delicate fingers interlocked in my hair, the legs folded into mine like a human puzzle. The warm sweet smell of the breath against my cheek… The gentle movement that creased the smoothness of the bed… The soft skin enveloped in the familiar contour of my arms amidst the moist coolness of the air… And sometimes with sleepy gaze, the lovely smiles reassuring love, comfort and affection. Looking back to the night before, I remember the endless cuddlings, the hugs and kisses, the exchange of sweet words, the gentle touch, the tight embrace. Oh, such an indescribable feeling…. I must admit, sleeping with your children is one of motherhood’s loveliest experience.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Bedroom Surprises
Waking up from deep sleep in the wee hours of the night, I cannot deny the feel of sensation stirring inside me—heaven on earth, so to speak. The way the hands knead into my belly, the delicate fingers interlocked in my hair, the legs folded into mine like a human puzzle. The warm sweet smell of the breath against my cheek… The gentle movement that creased the smoothness of the bed… The soft skin enveloped in the familiar contour of my arms amidst the moist coolness of the air… And sometimes with sleepy gaze, the lovely smiles reassuring love, comfort and affection. Looking back to the night before, I remember the endless cuddlings, the hugs and kisses, the exchange of sweet words, the gentle touch, the tight embrace. Oh, such an indescribable feeling…. I must admit, sleeping with your children is one of motherhood’s loveliest experience.
