That first sip of coffee, when the whole house is dark except for the dim light in the reading room, and I settle into my chair and open my Bible.
When Liam first wakes up and smiles over and over so wide that he can’t possibly look any happier to be alive, and I pick up his little body and marvel at the fact, once again, that he is here and he is mine.
The first time I hug Meredith in the morning and and how she is so warm and cuddly and wanting nothing but to hold me.
Seeing David again after we’re both home from work, and just being home.
When I pick up the kids from daycare, and Meredith runs to me with a huge smile saying, “Mommy, I be good!”
Sitting down to dinner together, even when it’s crazy, and I look around at my little family and think this is such a good life.
Right before bed when David and I are reading books to Meredith with Liam in my lap, and she cuddles up next to me with her head on my shoulders.
These moments don’t happen exactly like this each and every day, but most of the time they do, and each one of them is worth waking up for.
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