I miss my baby.
No, I am not talking about Dylan. I miss Bryan.
I miss tucking him to bed.
I miss his kisses and hugs that he showers on me when I tuck him to bed.
I miss our singing and conversations before he drifts off to dreamland.
I miss reciting Buddhist prayers to him and him ending with the verses, “Sadhu, sadhu, sadhu.” at the end of the prayers. (Kinda like “amen”)
I miss being there for him whenever he needs me in the evening/ night.
Why?
Because I am busy tucking Dylan off to bed.
It is still taking hours to tuck Dylan to bed, getting him to sleep on his own in his bed. And I wish he would just go to sleep early in the evening so that I can have my time back with Bryan.
I miss you, Bryan.
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