Tuesday’s mornings I get up, shower, get dressed while letting you and daddy sleep in a bit. Around 640, I wake you both up and you always come to mamas dressing room - playing while I finish getting ready. But this morning, you came into my room after I woke you up, and you took me to my blue chair, and you climbed into my lap, and you hugged me. For 10 minutes, we sat there singing (me singing to you, you trying to sing to me lol), cuddling, totally happy and with no other place to be. It was perfect, and I love you so much for it. I live for these quiet and still moments, moments that don’t seem to happen enough. It was just you and me and nothing else. And less than 20 minutes later, I am now on the train on my way to work, and I’m here writing about it already. Thank you for being exactly what and who I needed. ❤️
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