Sunday. Lying in bed. Soft sunlight streaming through the window. Side by side, heads facing the ceiling.
Then facing one another. A few laughs. Bring the covers up close. Talking. D&Ms spring our way, things we have been meaning to say to one another but which just never seems to find the right space, the right time, amidst the busy-ness of life.
More laughing. Ahh, relaxing. Being lazy. Let’s lie here a little more like this, once we leave the room, it’ll be routine, go-go-go…
Appreciative of baby girl’s nap. “Imagine if she didn’t nap?!” The thought is incredulous.
“How would we do this when we have two kids?!”
Of course I’m talking about sleep. (Of course).