These days, ... I miss Dy everytime I'm at work. More than ever.
He doesn't sleep on his own room. I just can't let him go out of my arms. We've been away all day long. The only chance we can be so close is at night time.
Curling up with him in my left arm (always) and a book in the other hand. Nonstop kiss on his forehead. Telling him a thousand times that I love him. Asking him to tell me that he loves me. "I wof you mama, I wof you papa". He wraps up my day in a sweet kiss on my lip.
Here I am, trying to type my heart out .. I look to my right, I see them both sleeping on the bed. Both look safe and sound under the pile of blankets, .. I have this warm feeling inside.