At least once a day,
I get to spend some time in my happy place.
A place where nothing else matters
and time slows down.
My baby girl in my arms.
Unable to fight sleep
because she feels safe and comfortable there.
Sock monkey close by, of course.
Tiny fingers on my chest,
holding on to my necklace.
in and out.
Pacifier just a-going.
In our comfiest pajamas,
wrapped in our sunniest blanket.
My happy place.