At 6:24 this Thanksgiving morning, I woke to the sound of soft whimpers from the bassinette and simultaneous calls of "Mama" from the crib. I opened my eyes to see my handsome, loving, hard-working husband beside me. A few preparations and soon there were four of us snuggled down in our tiny double bed, with milk and Mickey Mouse, taking a few more moments to ease into the day. As a family.
Thankful doesn't even begin to describe it.