I woke this morning to feed my baby.
I brought him to bed and we curled up beside each other;
we were warm.
I felt my husband snuggle up behind me.
Our legs entwined,
his arm curled around my waist.
This must be what heaven is
with the sun light slivering through the blinds,
the sound of my husband’s slow constant breathing on one side,
my son’s snoring on the other.
Yes, I think, heaven is the only word to describe it.