I was looking for photos for a little project the other day (look at me, printing more photos!) and ended up doing a search of all the pictures I have of the kiddos sleeping. There were...um, a lot. More than a hundred, and those are just the ones I took the time to tag.
Apparently, snapping stalker pics of my crashed-out kids is one of my lesser-known hobbies.
But, boy howdy, after scrolling through a hundred pictures of my sleeping children, my whole body felt lighter. It was like a yoga class with a shoulder massage at the end. Soooo relaxed.
I know that the happy chemicals in our mama brains get flipped on when we see even just pictures of our children, but I've decided that the sleeping pictures must give us an extra shot of good juice. And I'm super hooked.