Happiness

I woke up this morning with a smile on my face.

I made it through a whole work-week. Getting up and getting out of the house and onto projects at work has been therapeutic. I guess my mother was right after all. I used to hate it when that happened but now it reassures me.  I cling to her reassuarnces.

I still had a half hour before I needed to get up and I just lay there, enjoying the moment. My hand on my hard baby bump, nestled next to the love of my life. I think I’m starting to feel what it’s going to be like, being a family.

I can’t wait.