Today, I want...

I want to give my baby a bath.  I want to dip a wash cloth in warm soapy water and gently rub it over my baby's soft pink skin.  I want to gently rub off the chapped pieces of skin being worn and irritated by a vacuum tube.  I want to massage his little conehead noggin and wash away the oils in this hair.  I want to rub baby lotion over his newly cleaned body and wrap him up in a soft, warm baby towel, colored orange and blue, decorated with little smiling fishies.  I want to smell baby powder on his clean little bum and secure it with the newborn diapers I found at the store last week.  I want to dress him in soft ducky PJ's given by a friend.  I want to sit in his nursery, in my comfy rocking chair, while cuddling and singing, "I am a Child of God," and not once have to think about the 10 different wires and tubes hanging from him.