January 3rd 2012. First day back at work.
Christmas day, a fading memory. A morning commute, boringly predictable.
Tonight, I breathed deeply and held both my boys close. I'd missed them.
The gentle curve of their cheeks.
The soft bloom of their lips.
The musicality of their giggles.
The eyelashes surrounding those deep blue pools of unconditional love.
A day away from them was just what I needed to remind me how special they are. And knowing I was coming home to them, was just what I needed to get me through that first day back at work.
My gorgeous boys, my babies.