These days, Lola rarely snuggles me. Gone are the days when she'd take a nap on my chest let alone lay her head on my shoulder. She too busy looking around searching for food. Now my only ploy is to wear her out completely so that she has no other option but to fall asleep while I'm holding her. So when these moments do happen, it's easy to stop and enjoy it because they will only become less frequent.
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait 'til tomorrow for babies grow up we've learned to our sorrow, so quiet down cobwebs and dust go to sleep I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
Never truer words.