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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Beginning and End (04/16/09)

TITLE: My Sleeping Mirror
By Tammy Dovichak
04/18/09


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Fuzzy pillows and stuffed friends surround my tired head as I lay on a twin-sized bed beside the most beautiful creature the world has ever known. The flowery scent of her freshly shampooed, wavy brown hair sends me on a journey through time.

Pressure begins to build in my chest as my mind creates a slide-show of memories; Rubbing gentle circles on my hard, protruding belly as I telepathically pledge promises to my unborn child… After bath massages with lavender scented lotion for a wiggly pink toddler… Looking at her now I am truly in awe. Time has passed much too quickly and soon it will be too late to make a lasting impression on her innocent mind.

Night after night I ask myself how close I have really come to being the mother I started out to be. Have I done enough? Does she know that I struggle with guilt, night after night, because I repeatedly fall short of being the perfect parent?

Tears start to pool in the corner of my eyes as I watch her tiny chest rise and fall with each soft breath. My fingers pull sweat plastered hair from her porcelain doll face and trace the outline of her rose colored cheek. I lift myself from beside her and pull a fluffy pink comforter over her sleeping body. Her slumber is disturbed for just a moment as I place tonight’s last kiss on her delicate, freckled nose.

“Goodnight little Angel” I whisper in the dark. “Sleep sweet.”

Pausing for one last look I reflect on the things I should have done better today and vow to make another change tomorrow. Like any parent, each sunset reminds us of passing time and each sunrise brings the promise of improvement.


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stephanie erickson04/23/09
I enjoyed your article and connected with the feelings of a mother's emotional turmoil.
Patricia Herchenroether04/25/09
I enjoyed this, but would even like to seeit expanded.
Very nice writing indeed.
Connie Dixon04/25/09
This was very well written. Don't be afraid to use more of your word count to develop characters. Good job!
Mary Knoll Santos04/25/09
You've inspired a sweet, lovely, and prayerful "Mamma's heart" in me for my GOD-given precious little ones. The tenderness and love you have expressed for your child encouraged me more to desire "that which is good" as a mother.
Thank you.
Keep writing!
Linda Payne04/27/09
All of us who are mothers can empathize with your words. How beautifully and delicately you portrayed mother and child.
Kathy Gronau04/27/09
Very Nice, I liked it. Well written.
Loren T. Lowery04/27/09
Beautiful - it was as if reading a personal diary of a loving, caring parent. The title speaks eloquently to the great possibilities that lie before the sleeping child.