Exhaustion had taken her head and crushed all thought out of it. Her body had molded itself to the rocking chair; sitting night after night deep into each night with her colicky baby was taking its toll.
Gripe water didn’t work. Only being held upright did. He slept and she tried. Exhaustion is odd, isn’t it? Too exhausted and your body forgets how to fall asleep.
The moon shone through the window and illuminated the back of his head. It was moments like this that helped her endure.
She opened her eyes moments later; she’d sleep salivated onto her nightgown.
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