Tuesday, June 14, 2011


MG slept with me last night. Generally speaking, I love to snuggle with her. She's a cuddler. A smoocher. But at night she flails. Kicks. Attacks in her sleep.

I won't lie, it's a horrible night for me when I sleep with her. Come morning, I'm on the edge of the bed. I've barely slept and I have bruises. But I can't really deny her when she wants to get into bed with me, because I know she doesn't mean to be aggressive.

She's reaching out. She kicks to feel for someone there.

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