Cloud nine

Just a short thought today. After a riotous morning when all four boys joined us in our bed, Jonah fell softly asleep amidst the pillows and billowing duvet. I couldn't bear to wake him up as his tiny, peaceful body looked like an angel cocooned in a fluffy, endless cloud. To be a baby asleep in a vast double bed must feel something like that I imagine, surrounded by softness with the scent of mummy and daddy enveloping you as you doze in an infinite sea of cosiness. Heavenly bliss.