I have so many things to do. Your first birthday party is tomorrow and there is so much to prep. But you had snuggling in mind and I don’t mind a bit. My poor sweet girl isn’t feeling well. Slight fever, teething maybe. My other plans and intentions. Don’t matter. Only you. I will hold you as long as you need, then hold on longer. My heart hurts when you’re in pain and not your usual happy self. I would take it all away if I could. But for now I’ll rock you until you drift. Sleep sweet my darling, my other duties can wait.