It’s 8:30 AM and my Valentine is taking his first nap of the day.
My Valentine didn’t get me flowers or chocolates or make me heart shaped pancakes.
My Valentine is not going to take me on a fancy date or write me a sweet love poem.
There will be no oversized teddy bears or red and pink balloons.
There’s no time to do my hair and make up or throw on a cute red and pink Valentine’s outfit.
We didn’t exchange Valentine cards or gifts and that’s okay, because none of those Valentine’s Day cliches compare to the snuggles and smiles I will get today.
My Valentine doesn’t care that the shirt I’m currently wearing is covered in his spit up, my hair may or may not be clean, and I’m still in my pajamas.
My Valentine doesn’t need chocolates, balloons, or love notes.
My Valentine and I will spend our day soaking up the unconditional love I never knew I could feel.
One day I’ll make him heart shaped pancakes and he will follow the lead of his daddy and fix me the perfect morning coffee and kiss me goodbye. But today, on his first Valentine’s Day, we have a nap date on the couch, a warm bottle waiting, and all the snuggles and kisses in the world.