A morning full of deep smiles. Grey morning light.
Soft pawing of little hands again breast.
Sleepiness still hanging in the air.
I love the mornings (especially since Sam is currently an amazing sleeper). The soft stirrings and slight noises from the bassinet wake me up and although it is hard to make those first moves of throwing the comforter off and placing my warm feet on the wood floor it is worth it. The smiles are overflowing in the morning hours, huge and big, spreading across the little guys face, filling it with light. The urgency of needing food has not hit quite yet and the stretches from a night swaddled are massive and comical. These are moments to remember always. Little Samisms that need to be recorded.