The new man in my bed

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I rolled over.

5:45 blinks at me.

I hit the snooze one more time.

It cannot be time to get up. Not yet. Ten more minutes, please?

I roll back over.

I hear the bedroom doorknob jiggle.

I turn around to see a spiky blond head looking straight at me, arms upstretched.

“Up Mommy.” It says to me.

I lift and roll, placing the little Mickey PJ-clad creature in the center of the bed.

“Cuddles Mommy?”

“Yes, baby. Cuddles.”

Screw the alarm clock. I’m going to hold onto this as long as I can.