Saturday mornings

Good morning, mama!
This boy and I are always the first ones up. 
He used to go back to sleep after his morning bottle, but not anymore. We are up together at 7a. It’s not so bad, now that I’m used to it. I wrote an actual letter one morning, emptied the dishwasher once. It’s stolen time. Stolen from sleep albeit, but stolen nonetheless.

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