What time of day, could there be more prayers of joy sent heavenward, by grateful mothers, than this? Quiet, serene, melt my heart adorable! What is it about sleeping babies? Kyanne can make me so crazy I become the "Mommy Monster", but the moment those little pink eyelids close, my heart is as ice cream on summer day. There are days I am brought to tears. Joy, relief, love? Who knows. It suffices to say, it is a magical moment in every mothers day.
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