Sunday morning

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Sunday, 15 December 2013: Two Hundred and Fifty Eight Days Old.

Sunday morning is the most special time of the week for us.

When Ayla wakes up, Hubby lets me lie in bed for a few moments longer and goes to get Ayla up.

While I listen through the monitor, Hubby and Ayla chat away while he changes her nappy and gives her cuddles.

Then he brings her to our room.

As soon as Ayla sees me from the doorway a giant smile spreads across her face and she reaches out for me with both hands.

Hubby brings her into bed and Ayla tucks in under the covers, her Daddy on one side and her Mummy on the other.

I think if there was a way to measure the amount of love in a room, our would be off the charts.

With sleepy eyes, no rush to get up and certainly no place we’d rather be, the three of us share stories of our dreams and plans and wait for our rumbling tummies to drive us up and out to face the day.

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