terraine114

Part 2 of 2 Two eyes. Ten fingers… And ten toes. On two hands… And two feet. Her mother's mouth. Her mother's hair. All else? Mine. …I love her… Curiously, she's already tryin' to poke her li'l face about. Tryin' to peer  out into the blurry and all too new world she's found herself in. Caity told me to let her sleep. Even at a few hours old the babe is refusin' her mother's suggestions of rest. No doubt that s'what she s'lookin' for, too. M'not jealous, mind you. Not yet. After all s'all she's ever known. "She's sleepin'," I whisper gently. She turns her tiny face towards the sound, blinkin' at me. The pink o