I looked up and watched my daughter eat. And for just a moment it felt like time stood still. I just couldn't believe it was really me having the nice-quiet-morning moment. Was this amazing little person really my daughter? Am I really lucky enough to be a stay-at-home mom? I closed my eyes trying to take a mental picture, wanting to remember this feeling. And I know the day will progress as normal, there will be messes and toddler-tantrums.....but just for that little snippet of time, I was enjoying breakfast with my daughter. I am the luckiest.
