Sweet Sleepy Times

I am absolutely loving not having an agenda for my day right now. Normally the fact that I am still in my pajamas at 11 am would bother me, seeng how I am such a morning person and hate wasting my day. Motherhood has brought me some new perspective though. How can it be wasting my day to be lounging in bed with my newborn son, watching him sleep (or trying to regain some lost sleep myself)? I am amazed how this simple thing has in the last couple of days become the part of my day I look forward to most. Watching little Steven as he squirms and grunts in his sleep, or as he scrunches his face and twists himself in a dramatic stretch when he starts to wake up. Being close enough to him to feel his little breaths on my cheek and smell his sweet, milky, baby smell.
There are of course lots of things I can think of that are on my to do list: grocery shopping, visiting friends to show off my son, and the myriad of little things around the house. None of these things seem as important or fun when held up to the opportunity to stay home with my boy for the whole day, letting him be my agenda. These are days I can't recover once they are gone and I already feel like there is so much I have missed by trying to accomplish other things. While the day is coming when I will have to join the real world and learn to juggle the responsibilities that come with motherhood, for now I will relish in the simpler things - diaper changes, cold meals, nursing my boy, jammies 'till 11 am, typing this with one hand, and the sweet sleepy times.