At night, when you get all diapered up before placing the warmest, softest jammies that you have one. I want you to think of me. Why? Because your Mommy Lauren is watching over you tonight, and every night. When you crawl under those covers, pulling them up tight and snug around you, I want you to think that those are my arms holding you tight. As you sigh a happy sigh of contentment as your head touches your pillow, I want you to think of how it felt to rest […]