Mondays were hard last year. I felt like I had a case of the Mondays every Monday. It was the day that I missed Everett the most. It was the morning I didn't get to see him because he was staying at my in-laws. I think Mondays are long regardless of your situation. It's the first day back and furthest day from the weekend. My Mondays are different this year. It's still not my favorite day because Aaron isn't home with us, but it's not a day that I dread anymore. What's to dread when I get to wake up to this adorable little face?!
This morning was pretty awesome. I have been sick since Friday. Getting up and out of bed has been really hard. My sweet husband got up with Everett on Saturday and Sunday because he knew I felt like crap. This morning I was exhausted. Everett usually gets up between 745-8. This morning I woke to my sweet kid talking in his room at 8:45. I love that boy. Seriously- who let's their mama sleep that long and just happily talk in his crib until I drag myself out of bed 15 minutes after hearing him? Everett, that's who. So, Mondays, they're feeling pretty good these days.