In Bed Again

When The Baby was little, the husband traveled quite a bit. Baby and I would make our popcorn or our bowls of ice cream and crawl in my bed to watch tv. It sounds mundane but those were the magical times.

The night before I left for college, I crept into my parents bed. I needed that embrace.

College is looming. I've stopped counting months and weeks. I am now counting days. I want popcorn and a stupid movie. I want one more night with the baby snuggling in my bed.