My dd woke up at 5am hot and clammy this morning so I scooped her out of her cot and took her into bed in the spare room. We spent the next 2 hours drifting in and out of sleep and whenever I woke up, she was staring at me with her big blue eyes and squishing her little feet into my stomach. I really felt 'oh my god, I'm a mum' which obviously, I know I am, but do you know what I mean?
Been a bit down lately as I am working full time to cover hols and missing dd hugely, but this morning really lifted my spirits