I find that in these moments I can reflect and be infinately thankful. Thankful for all the things I have, the life God has given, the sleeping children in their beds, and the needs that are all met (especially the air conditioner that was just fixed after being out for a week!)
The quiet of solitude passes as I hear medium sized feet on the stairs and I know that the cascade of children will soon be ready to start the day. I am amazed how much I can accomplish in just an hour of alone in the morning, and my days go so much more smoothly when I am the one to get the jumpstart on them rather than the children waking me and me following them. I should keep this up...it's just so hard sometimes when that bed is so soft and that baby is so cuddly.