My Serenity

One of my favorite times in the world is when I just wake up in the morning. With the window wide open right next to my bed, hearing the birds chatter and seeing the sun start to rise. Hearing Sammy's soft snoring next to me. It's just cool enough to need a blanket comfortably draped over us. Everything is perfect and serene. Looking just beyond Sammy I see the bottle left over from the night before that I so desperately wanted Sammy to take lying on the bed with the formula having stained the sheets. The diaper bag still left on the bed and most of the covers run amok. But, Sammy and I, we are perfect. Perfectly serene.