My Happy Place

Most of you know that Tyler works out of town. He works about 3+ hours from where we are currently living and so he commutes back & forth. His work schedule is 8 days on, 6 off. So during those 8 days, it's just me & my little man. Bittersweetness.

Wednesday night {the night he normally gets home}, we were all 3 snuggled in bed together, with our boy in the middle. I could hear them both starting to drift off to sleep, their breathes becoming really soft & shallow.

Drey was curled on his side with his little rump against my belly. My feet managed to find Tyler's legs & made themselves right at home.

 And then in that small moment I knew...

This is my happy place. Them.

I laid there & smiled {kinda like a creep} and thanked God for my life. How blessed I truly am, I don't think I'll ever be able to grasp. But they are my happy place and I'm so lucky to be able to say that.

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ps. sorry for the mushy posty... not really my style. won't happen again.