It was still dark out at seven this morning...the tiny one beside me started to toss and whine and then I felt him cuddle up against my back. I turned over, wrapped him back up in the covers and pulled him close...his eyes still shut as a closed, wide grin slowly beamed across his face. His eyes opened slowly and he smiled again as he began to babble...then he waved his little hand at me and said "hi". All the while little kicks from within help me to remember that it won't be just us for very much longer.
These moments in parenthood never get old.