14 for 2016

(14/30) For posterity (dispatches from mid-night feedings) You're going to want to remember this already it's hard to picture How just 8-weeks ago Still learning control Her arms flailing her mouth Away from the source Her t-rex mouth Gulping air Left and right You're going to want to remember this, recently every time She realizes hanger And awakes in a bear like Thrashing wail Her hands tightens to Fists Pulled tightly next to her ear A batterring-ram-dagger to your heart The voice of your FIL "Sheep punch the udder three times to get milk", and a mafia man"why I oughta". Pop in your head everytime. You're going to want to remember this How she cradles you in her tiny Arms, one lies between your breasts, the other curls along the outer edge Gradually fists unfurl over and over and tiny fingers Stroke your side, your wrist, your hand Your face Whatever is in reach She breathes in tiny little spurts Noisily through nose Not mouth And sometimes she is so quiet and sometimes she pauses just long enough You lean down just to listen You're going to want to remember this #napowrimo #1am #surprisedbymotherhood

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