Living in twilight.

Laying in my bed after a middle of the night feeding, nestled up against my husband and listening to the sounds of my daughter attempting to put herself back to sleep. I cannot help but think of how in love I am with the man lying next to me. It is in these moments where my thoughts are completely my own. No one to interrupt or thoughts to overpower mine. Hearing Tatum’s quiet babbling and grunts remind me of how much I need to savor every moment, They are fleeting and the dishes and house cleaning can wait. My sweet baby girl can take her nap on my chest tomorrow if it so happens and I will savor every moment rather than worry about the dishes that sit undone. Listen to her breathing, smell her scent, and feel her warm little body snuggled close. My husbands snoring and loud breathing usually an obnoxious noise keeping me awake in these moments after a feeding make me love him all the more. He is the man of my dreams as cheesy as that is. He wakes up in the morning and lets me sleep while he and his beautiful daughter chat on the couch. He is hurrying home these days to spend time with us before the Munchkin goes to bed. He lets me squeeze up close to his warmness after I feed without complaint although I know I am cold next to him. He can cook when I don’t feel up to it. He works so hard so I can stay at home for now. He is wonderful and I am so in love with him. You think a tired mom would go to sleep as fast as possible after a night feeding but it is in these moment I lie awake and feel immense love for my small little family. Why this time I have no idea but every night, well early morning between 2 and 5 this is what I am thinking while snuggled up close to my husband with my sweet girl making precious grunt noises from her crib.