I love it when both of my boys are asleep for the night. How I can relax. Rest. Maybe even workout, read or take a bath.

The house is quiet. Kirk and I can finally talk. Take a deep breathe.

We pick up lingering Batman toys. Put away dishes. Talk about our day.

We get into bed and are so grateful our boys are asleep, healthy and that we get a little bit of each day to ourselves.

But then…it’s too quiet….and I look at the monitor on my nightstand and I see this sweet boy and, suddenly, my arms feel empty and my heart aches and I’m ready for tomorrow all over again.


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