It happens the same every single day.
One of my favorite parts about being in Alaska is the coming of winter…
When the sun doesn’t “wake up” until after 8:00 am and the darkness lingers for a bit longer in the mornings.
Those are the mornings it happens.
Somewhere between 5:00 am and 7:00 am.
Every single day.
The husband gets up and heads to the shower to get his day going. I roll over into the middle of the bed and stretch out; pulling all of the good pillows close to me and burying myself beneath the warmth of the blankets.
Then I hear it.
The thump. The pitter-patter of tiny feet as they make their way into the bedroom down the dark hallway.
Always to his daddy’s side of the bed, because he knows that spot will be empty if he comes late enough, but open to his presence no matter what time it is.
He climbs into bed. Scoots his way up against me and tugs on my arm.
I know what he wants. It’s always the same. To feel me wrapped around him. My hand on his tiny little tummy or my arms wrapped tightly around his little waist.
He likes to snuggle. Even at almost four years old. Snuggling up in the bed with his mama and daddy is still one of his favorite things.
I breathe him in; knowing full well that these days are numbered.
Sooner rather than later, he’ll stop coming to our room. Stop climbing in our bed.
I feel his breathing even out as he slips peacefully back into sleep.
Sometimes, I drift off with him. Enjoying the extended darkness that surrounds us and catching up on the extra hours of sleep that I know I’ll be missing when our second arrives in a few weeks.
Other times, I just lay beside him…thinking. Praying. Wondering.
Enjoying the time that I have with him as he’s little.
I know that the future holds a lot of different things as he grows up and gets older. As he reaches that milestone of going from being my sweet little boy to an adolescent. As he comes upon the time in his life where he won’t want to be where he is at that moment.
So I drink it up. Soak it in. And snuggle as tightly as I can.
Because this moment, won’t be this moment for much longer.
Linking up with Shell @ Things I Can’t Say for Pour Your Heart Out. This photo is actually from March of this year, but because it is so dark in Alaska in the mornings right now, I haven’t been able to snag another one of him snoozing in our bed. This…will just have to do.