happy mornings

There’s really nothing like my baby girl in the morning. She wakes up a little foggy these days, ¬†nurses a little bit, and lays back down with me for a few minutes. Once she wakes up all the way, she gives me the biggest smile and usually says, “What!” She’s just so amazed for another day of this beautiful life. I say good morning, ohayogoazaimasu, and guten morgen to her, and we have a big hug and a kiss. I give her a clean diaper, and we head downstairs. It’s so funny to watch her stand up and “find her legs” after first waking up. I let the dog outside, while I go to the kitchen to start my coffee. She always waits at the window and watches him sniff around the yard, usually tapping on the glass and yelling directions. I put on music for her, and she really likes the song, “Happy,” by Pharrell, bobbing her head and stamping one foot. Her transition from baby to toddler is complete. As I’m sitting at the kitchen table typing this, I see her over in the living room, standing on top of a tupperware storage container, arms outstretched, bopping¬†along to Jason Mraz’s “I’m Yours.” She catches my eye, and pulls up her pajama top to show me her belly button. She’s just EVERYTHING. Good morning, we’re gonna have a good day.

Author: Jocelyn

Proud Air Force wifey | stay-at-home mommy | beach bum | Pisces | living the life on the beautiful island of Okinawa.

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