This morning was a typical morning, although I did not manage to oversleep due to numerous snooze button pushes so maybe it was not so typical. I usually get up around 4:30 am or I am in bed with littlest monkey nursing him while half asleep and trying to make myself stay awake so I don't oversleep. I go about my business and get ready for work, last minute things ready for big monkey and school, or for the nanny and other two monkeys.
But this morning I woke up to three monkeys in the bed with me. It was quiet (other than the low hum of the cool mist humidifier we use as white noise) and it was a morning full of beauty and happiness and innocence.
After my shower I came back into the room and stopped when I noticed all three monkeys in the bed with some part of themselves touching the other, kind of like a reassurance that they were not alone in the world. It was beautiful. The only sound was a soft snoring from each one of them and sweet soft sighs coming from littlest monkey. It warmed my heart.
It was something much needed and I am glad I had the opportunity to not only witness it, but recognize it. I will take that with me on my run today to help push through the tough parts, and to my doctor's appointments this week where it will be much needed.
Eventually one by one they woke up and made it be known that they were awake. I had to fight with big monkey to put eye drops in his eyes (he does not have pink eye but one of his friends does at school and we tend to get it if the disease is even mentioned, so I gave it to him as a preventative measure). He is not easy to deal with when it comes to medicine. Little monkey's first words every morning are that he is hungry so I had to deter that until the nanny got there at a decent time for breakfast. I had to quickly nurse littlest monkey being as I was very near being late by this point. So things were back to normal, full swing and full of noise.
When putting littlest monkey back in his own bassinet, he made the best noise ever. You know, that baby babbling noise that sounds like angels singing. It made my heart warm and happy again. I wish there was some way to bottle that noise. I think it would be so wonderful to be able to share it with people in need of an extra push during a stressful time. To remind us of how simple things really need to be and how much love there is in the world. I would like to bottle it up and save it for when my babies are grown up and I am missing them.