It’s 6:00 in the morning. I’ve been awake since 3:30 due to little people taking up all the space in my bed. I moved both of them back into their beds, but E came back in here a mere 45 minutes later for snuggles.
I haven’t been able to fall back to sleep, but that’s okay. I get to snuggle with my sweet girl. I get to see just how much she’s grown yet is still my baby. I can see just how much she is like her daddy, maybe not in looks because let’s be honest, my kids look exactly like me, but in her mannerisms. They are currently sleeping exactly the same and, guys, I wish pictures would do this view justice because it is just.so.perfect.
There have definitely been days lately that I wonder what the hell I was thinking in having a kid, let alone two of them, but when all is quiet like this? It’s my happy place. My girls mean the world to me and even when everything is going wrong in so many different areas of my life, they are always what’s going right.