Smitten

My baby niece was asleep the other evening, she’d been asleep on my shoulder for about an hour.  A noise began to wake her and I lowered her into a classic baby-holding position and began to rock her.  She opened her eyes, looked at me, and gave me a soft and content smile.  I leaned down to kiss her cheek and she softly smiled again and nestled her head into my arm.  She continued to softly smile, looking intently into my eyes – this was a different smile than normal.  She’s only four months old, but I promise it was a smile that said “I’m happy to be lying here in your arms, and I like it when you kiss my cheeks.” My heart was bursting and I am smitten with her.

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