“The Nights I Leave My Comfy Spot On The Couch Beside Your Daddy To Snuggle And Nuzzle You Instead.”

Story by Nicole Merritt

You’ll never remember these nights. The nights I go to bed early for you. The nights I leave my comfy spot on the couch beside your Daddy to snuggle and nuzzle you instead.

You’ll never remember these nights. But I will.

The nights my 33-year-old body sleeps on the smallest sliver of my king-size bed. The nights I spend silently fighting you for an adequate amount of blanket and space.

You’ll never remember these nights. But I will.

The nights I lie in bed, asking God if I’m raising you right. The nights I question if someone, anyone, could and would do it better.

You’ll never remember these nights. But I will.

The nights I park myself next to you, listening to you breath. The nights I lie there, smelling your hair and studying your beautiful face.

You’ll never remember these nights. But I will.

I will remember them for the rest of my life because I’m your mother.

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