Tucked In

I head upstairs to tuck you in – you in my favourite stripey Bananas in Pyjamas PJs – a bit too small for you now.

Fast asleep, your hand is hanging over the edge of your bunk.

The house is warm from the fire and you have kicked off the doona. Carefully, not to wake you, I pull it out from under your legs and over your back. I kiss your hand…

You are the reason I have worked so hard today. I am sorry we haven’t spent much time together this weekend, but if I can pull this off, we will have every morning and every afternoon, every school holiday and every weekend.

You roll over and pull the doona back off with your legs. Slowly, gently, I again pull it out from under you and cover you over. The house may be warm now, but it will be chilly later.

I love you so much.

Today I am grateful.