A beautiful morning. The blessings of a day off and vacation day used to sleep in and be lazy. It has been a long time since I have been able to lay in bed and watch him sleep. It's not as creepy as it sounds. It's something more like a deep love, a daily miracle that often goes unnoticed, the recovery of the body, the unconscious breaths. He never looked so lovely, so at peace. My first thought when I woke up and felt the large gap between us that we were practicing not squishing the baby. Usually it's not until I am up and about to have breakfast that I remember that I am pregnant, but something about today is just magical. It's as if today was made for us.
The house is silent, a bit cool, and the world seems to be still.