Savor the moment

I shifted to my side trying to find a more comfortable spot in my lumpy bed. The sheets where my husband had slept were still a bit warm and I slowly drifted off again into a nice, deep sleep. It seemed like a few hours before I heard the first rustlings of my daughter in the next room. The sound of her awakening has become a joyous sound, and not one of sorrow having to leave the comforts of my lovely sheets. I rub my eyes and glance at the clock. 8:30am. It's unusual for something so small to sleep so long, but she enjoys her slumber as much as I do. I can hear her push the buttons of her musical toy as she starts to play. This is the beginning to her very innocent day. I lie awake and waiting. Waiting for the call, the sound that makes me want to get out of bed. "Mum ma, Mum ma," she calls. It's sweetly beautiful to hear your child say such a thing. To know that you are the person they want first thing when they wake up, that is to know you are loved.