I pull my cell phone close as I attempt to open my eyes. The April sunshine is bright through the blinds I forgot to close last night. It's 9:15! I hop from my bed and hurry to Liberty's crib. It's empty—Alma must already have her downstairs allowing me to sleep late. A gift every mom loves.
I find Liberty in her high chair munching on her cereal and Alma reading the newspaper with coffee in hand nearby. I pour a mug of coffee while I wait for my toast to brown. Liberty cheers when the toaster pops up.
I secure my hair in my usual ponytail. It allows me to go an extra day or two between washing it. I spend my extra minutes each morning lying in bed or cuddling Liberty.
Today I wear a long-sleeved T-shirt under my blouse. Along with added warmth, it fit better over its thickness. I ne
