My husband is an awesome man. For my first Mother’s day, he (and baby girl) sent me flowers, a candle and yummy chocolates to my work. They arrived right after lunch in a very impressive box tower. I had just spent my lunch time with them and had no idea that a gift was heading my way. It was very sweet of him to surprise me like that.
Actual Mother’s day was pretty much our normal (awesome) Sunday. But I did get to sleep in so that was pretty great.
I was woken up by a very wiggly baby girl next to me. Bright eyed and bushy-tailed; she was done sleeping for the time being. Me? Not so much.
A gentle hand on his back and a sweet “baby, can you take her” was all it took to get my husband straight out of bed. He’s not a morning person by any means so the fact that he didn’t hesitate at all was a Mother’s Day miracle and greatly appreciated. I fell back asleep all alone and stayed that way for over an hour.
I woke up to the sound of a tired girl resisting a morning nap, so I gladly got up and brought her to our bed. There, we cuddled back up and fell asleep together once again.
That nap was magnificent. I just sleep better with my little girl next to me. Her steady breathing calms my mind. Her little head in the nook of my arm, snuggled close to my body with her chubby little baby arm outstretched over my chest melts my heart and relaxes me instantly. Sleeping next to my husband like that has the same effect on me. I can’t help but be crazy in love with my family. They are my world.
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