A Quiet Morning

The house is empty and each time I hear a ruffle I think Oliver is going to pop his head around a corner. But the boys are gone. Oliver is off to day care and Matt is on his way to work. I love this quiet time as I prepare for the work day, alone, only the ghost of an occasional cat whispering by. I love our home today as finally it's beginning to have some semblance of pre-babydom. A new living room carpet and ottoman help. As I sit here, listening to the ticking of the clock (not something I get to hear often when both boys are home) I realize how much I can't wait for Saturday. In just two days the house will be filled with babbles, screams, cries and knock-downs and I get to be a mommy again.