This morning Lorraina woke up just before dawn. I changed her into a dry diaper and brought her into our room for a little "Snooze-Snuggle." Sometimes this works to buy another hour or two, sometimes it works not one whit. This morning, I got about 30min of extra shut-eye. (Although, I'll admit shut eye next to a toddler is not close to actual sleep. It's more of a vague mixture of "happy to be under the covers" and "did she move? is she awake? why is the cat yowling now?" and "live in the moment, Rutter, they're only this little once." So, only a little relaxing. But more relaxing than making breakfast while simultaneously chasing a toddler around the house ... so .... I digress.)
Anyway, this morning had a touch of magical serenity. Lo was cuddled up with her head between my shoulder and chest, her arm wrapped around my neck and her small fingers gently grasping my hair, her soft breaths just loud enough for me to hear. Zac was asleep on the other side of the bed. The dark sheets which pass for curtains were letting only the smallest sliver of pre-dawn silver-grey light into the room. The Sprout was slowly moving about. It was as if in those scant moments, everything that mattered to me was right there and at peace. I was overcome by a feeling of quiet joy. I lightly hugged Lorraina closer to me ... and she murmured, "Mama." And all was right with the world for another ten minutes or so.
Love and Peace,
-A-
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