Mama.

I can't believe the time has come. 

The time where I hear mama from MY own child. Hearing mama meaning ME!

 I'm a mom and I could listen to my son say it all day long and NEVER get tired of it.

Although, dada is still his favorite and he says it all day long,
my heart still skips a beat hearing that little baby voice say this short little word for me every now and then.

I wouldn't change this roll of being a mother for the world. 

I now have a new name, Mama, and I love it.

happy monday.

What could possibly be better than a cold winter day in bed with my littles?

 Only thing missing is having that fun dada around.
Just a couple more hours till he gets home!

But until then we will be taking little naps here and there,
maybe listen to some christmas music and
stay bundled in our warm blankets as we watch the snow fall to that cold winter ground.

Happy Monday!