mornings with Carter

7 a.m.

i wake up to my alarm - daron, asking me if he can go get Carter. i laugh because every morning he asks for my permission.

7:30

i feed Carter while daron showers.

7:45

i watch my boys play together.

the second best part of my day.

8:00

i make breakfast.

8:15 

daron and i pray together just before he rushes off to work.

Carter and i say goodbye to dad. the worst part of our day.

8:30 - 9

Carter and i do tummy time, practice the newest skill we are trying to master, and get dressed for the day.

9 - 11:30

Carter sleeps.

i check on him constantly.

there is nothing better than watching your beautiful babe sleep. nothing more peaceful.

11:30 

finally, i can wake him up.

it's only been 2 1/2 hours, but i have missed him.

i rub his tummy to wake him up.

he stretches his arms, arches his back and sticks out his cute bum. 

i melt.

11:30 - 12

i feed him in our unmade bed.

i tell myself, "tomorrow i will make the bed before i put Carter down for his nap."

NOON

it's time to play. 

i teach him that his name is Carter and that my name is mama.

we do tummy time on my chest so i can easily kiss his irresistible cheeks.

wipes are on the bed. 

i will have already changed his diaper many times this morning. i never mind.

i squeeze him.

hold him.

snuggle him.

call him mine. 

i notice the hairspray on the dresser. 
i think to myself "i should put it back in it's place but it looks so very high." 
i leave it there.
daron will use it the next morning and leave it in the same place.

12:30 

Carter will try to grab edgar.

{meet edgar ^ the orange toy}

and we play until we sleep and eat and play all over again.

our mornings around here are simple. 

simple and wonderful.