I am missing warmth and flowers and just being outside. So here's to being in the moment:
Sunlight filtering through the blinds and the sweet and salty smell of a sleeping baby's head as we rest together.
My husband hearing my heart and affirming my aspirations and validating my concerns.
Reading aloud inspiring stories from James Herriot's Treasury to eager ears on my lap and next to my side.
Sharing homemade chicken noodle soup with my sister in the middle of the day.
The days of cozy book reading and soup making will give way to hikes and fruit picking soon enough. The days of a sedentary baby will soon give way to crawling and walking. I can be patient!