I miss the clingy days more than I ever thought I would

 I miss the clingy days more than I ever thought I would.

The contact naps.
The way my body was their favorite place.
The heavy little weight on my chest while the world kept moving without me.

Back then I was touched out.
Tired.
Counting minutes.
Wondering when I’d get my arms back.

Now I’d give anything to feel that warm curl again.
The soft breath on my neck.
The way time slowed when they slept on me like nothing else mattered.

They don’t need me like that anymore.
They still love me, just differently.
And I’m proud of how they’ve grown.

But some days I miss being their whole world.
I miss being the place they rested.
I miss when letting go wasn’t something I had to practice.

If you’re in it right now, exhausted and stuck under a sleeping baby, this is your reminder.
One day your arms will be empty.
And you’ll miss the weight you once begged to put down.