The best moment of the day is opening up the nursery door in the morning, the smell of coffee hanging in the air from the kitchen next door. As soon as I turn on the light, W sneezes and smiles up at me, shrugging his tiny shoulders in pure excitement, like he can’t believe how lucky he is. And I can’t believe how lucky I am.
The best moment of the day is when W is down to sleep. I’ve kissed his warm little head, sung our special song, and closed the nursery door. W stares into my eyes one final time before his eyelids flutter closed, his long eyelashes making shadows on his cheeks. The sound machine is whirring and my husband has poured me a glass of wine.
Images via Sabon Home.
Mama Loves Her William 