Contentment

The weather was gorgeous.  I was off of work and sped home.  I picked up J from his tired Papa's arms, secured him in his Bob, and strolled through the neighborhood.

The sun shone brightly, the breeze blew gently.  We stopped and watched as the older children shrieked in delight, flew down slides, and ran in circles.  I sipped my drink and kissed my babe.  He watched the leaves on trees rustle and smiled at the wind.

motherhood.  I have arrived.