November 3, 2006


I snuggle even further beneath our downe duvet. My feet make their way over to my husband's side of the bed. The cool breeze from the open bedroom window blows softly over my head. The fresh air into my nose sends a smile across my face. My eyes are still closed. All is quiet, except for the deep breathing coming from my husband lying next to me. I can't hear anything coming from my baby's bedroom either. The house is peaceful, and I take advantage of this quiet restful time before the activities and needs of the day begin.


GoGo said...

welcome to Sunday Scribblings.

Nice commentary about the quiet before the storm of daily activity in the morning.

Stacy said...

Lovely post.

It seems that we moms enjoy the brief quiet of the morning.