As I was laying in bed last night, everybody was asleep besides me. It was so peacefully quiet. All I could hear was the breaths taken from my family. I could feel my husband breathing right beside of me, hear the loud breaths from my pup below me, and the muffled breaths from the monitor of our little girl. I lay there tired, but wanted to just listen to these breaths a little longer.
My husbands breathing, well you see, I've had eleven years to memorize those breaths. I know every single thing there is to know about him, including how he breaths. Laying there beside him makes me think about how thankful I am that we met so early on in life. We have grown and changed so much in the past eleven years, but we have done it together. I'm so thankful that I have my best friend laying beside me. There is nobody else I would rather navigate life with than him.
Then there is my puppy. They say there is no love like the love you have for your children. And I completely agree. However, my love for my dog has not changed a bit since having Charlotte. Brutus has given us so much over the past four years. So much love we have received from this little tiny dog. I swear he gave us the best practice ever in preparation of having a child. I cannot wait for Charlie to love Brutus as much as we do.
Lastly, I listen to my daughter taking her breaths. Everytime I pick her up from her naps and she lay half alseep on me, I try and memorize her breathing right then and there. There is something about it that makes me close my eyes and smile. It may be the way she breaths deeper or faster or louder. I'm not sure. But just like everything about her, it's perfect and I want to savor everything about our beautiful angel. It's amazing how this kind of love makes you speechless and yet filled to the brim with things you want to say all at the same time.
Tonight, I lay here so blissfully thankful and in a state of peace.