After a long night of feedings, a crazy morning of getting the Boys packed up and out the door, working all day, entertaining the Boys after work and then bathtime, I find that I need some downtown. I mean I really need some downtime.
After the Boys go to bed, I know I should be doing something more productive (like laundry), but I find that sitting in the rocking chair in the dark and quiet nursery makes it all melt away.
There is something so peaceful about the hum of the fan along with their sweet breathing sounds. Jackson is a quiet sleeper and Brooks, true to form, snores, but it's a sweet snore.
I sit in the dark, sometimes with my eyes closed, sometimes playing on my phone, but mostly just listening.