Every once in a while (lately it’s been a lot!) my husband gives me a gift.
It’s not mothers day, or valentines or any other “Hallmark” holiday.
No it’ll be just an ordinary Saturday or Sunday turned extraordinary
Because my man, the best husband in the whole world
Takes the kids for me and let’s me sleep in
And I tell you it’s the best sleep a mother could ask for.
Usually a dream or two are had
The bed seems to feel at it’s most comfy
And all worries, stresses, weights are lifted…
Like feathers in a nice down pillow…my life at that moment lightens up.
It’s pure Heaven
I wake up and the kids have been fed
Are playing happily
And I am well rested
Life is good!
Have a wonderful Memorial weekend!
Here’s to sleeping in!
(and thanks babe..love ya forever!)