Thursday, November 1, 2012

Small bodies

Last night, in the cold that Hurricane Sandy has left in its wake, Pepita was under the covers with me.

She purred, her chest leant up against mine so I could feel her purring like it was coming from me.

And I thought "Oh, but I used to have babies that lay in bed with me!"  It was a moment of terrible sadness to think that my purring cat was the nearest I would ever again come to curling my body around a very small child and watching it sleep.

1 comment:

  1. Do I ever miss the boys as babies sleeping soundly, curled up and warm on my chest. Such a wonderful feeling. I'm dreading the day they no longer want cuddles from their Mumma.