Good Morning To You

I was just laying in bed thinking about all that I got accomplished yesterday and feeling pretty pleased....hehehe Then I was letting my mind go over my agenda for the day, when I heard a little, "Hi" from below my bed. I scooted over to the edge of my mattress so I could peer over it, and there I saw little Roman laying on his toddler bed. He was all snuggled in his Car blankets smiling at me.

The room was still hazy and dark. I hadn't even looked at the clock to confirm that it was 7am, but I knew that my internal clock, and Roman's, is pretty accurate. I watched him stretch his blanket out, fix it just right, only to lay back down, and I just quietly watched him behave so big.

I reached my arm out, and ran my fingers through his sparse baby fine hair. As I did this he closed his eyes in delight. I let my hand caress his soft cheeks and drift under his chubby chin, just thinking about how blessed I am. I loved the quietness of the morning that we shared while we silently gazed at each other. Then, as the mind works, I began contemplating the next baby, and how he would be snuggled in alongside of me soon. How challenging it was to picture him exactly, but confident that very soon he would be a permanent fixture in our lives that we wouldn't be able to imagine life without.

Soon after my daydream, we could hear doors shutting, with laughter coming from the hall, and I knew that this would be too much temptation for my two year old. So I declared, "Up?" To which he responded, "Up." So we both teeterd out of our cozy beds. I slipped on something modest, and he tugged on my pj pants and asked, "Dess?" "Dess?", and when I confirmed, "You want dressed?" He smiled and nodded. OH the joys of raising children. Thank you God for the quiet moments between us.