Mama's Musings
She wakes up with the sun. It's a Saturday, she remembers, and relaxes a bit. Such a relief from the usual 5 am alarm clock that send her into a slight panic. The stillness of the morning is both comforting and daunting. Soon the littlest will need to breastfeed. She'll rock him and nurse him. The chair makes a gentle squeak with each movement. She can feel his tiny body relax back into a deep sleep. She can see the sun start creeping through the windows. She can hear the soft breathing and snores from her other two bed buddies. One day they'll sleep in their own bed, she thinks to herself. Dad slumbers on the very edge of the bed. Their bed bugs have kicked and rolled until he has no choice but to balance on the edge. The baby finishes eating and fusses a bit. She wraps him up in a soft linen baby wrap. He likes the movement and warmth of her chest while being worn. Hopefully he'll stay asleep while she does her usual morning tasks and routines. But first, Diet Co...