I always will...

I still check on my babies late at night. I want so badly to pick them up and rock them like when they were tiny. I love their little cheeks when they're asleep, their little fingers, how they are so completely peaceful and sweet. I love to kiss their little temples and smell their hair. As insane as it sounds, I almost kinda miss them when they're sleeping. I want to rock them so badly. Instead, I go to bed. And groan and grumble when they're up before I'm ready to be. What a crazy, mixed up, beautiful life.