The best things in life

I check on the girls each night before I go to bed. I like to make sure they're comfortable in their little space of the world.

As I was drifting off to sleep, I put my hands to my face to brush my hair out of my eyes--my hands smelled of my children. I could smell Clairey's baby-soft cheeks, and Jenna's smile on my hands. I went to sleep happy, with my babies in my heart.

Jenna snuck into our bed sometime in the wee hours of the day. I woke up at 5am with her tousled hair in my face, and her arm wrapped around my neck. She is such a cuddler. I didn't have the heart to turn her out into her own bed. These days will pass too quickly, and I know I'll cherish these times--when she was small enough to sneak into our bed--for the rest of my life.