Snuggle living children or children that you have a connection to.
Not exact matches
Both were
life - altering experiences for me and I mourn for women who never get to experience the «post birth high» or the intimacy of
snuggling their
child to their breast.
And when you are done venting, celebrate the beauty of your baby or
child and all of YOUR
life's amazing things —
snuggling, smiling, rolls of fat and pooping.
When she has free time, she loves to read, do her make - up, work on DIY projects,
snuggle her
children, dance, laugh, and go with the flow of
life.
The other believes in a more «nurturing» approach and engaged in room sharing, baby - led weaning, limiting screen time (movies are allowed as a group activity in the
living room only) to encourage imaginative play with or without mom or dad, and still
snuggles the
child to sleep.
Snuggling with our
children provides a
life long bond, evokes feelings of love and security, and creates lasting memories.
Just the sheer fact of my lack of physical autonomy — the fact that I sleep with tiny humans
snuggled up to me (and all over me), that my body doesn't look the same as it once did, that I've only just now been able to spend a night away from my
children — has been enough to highlight just how free my
life must have felt before I had
children.