I woke up naturally at 4:18 

This time I wasn’t in the middle of a dream 

It was time to start the day 

Just 2 hours and 42 minutes were in my way (of work)

I read a Proverb (chapter 30 on the 30th)

Also, a little snippet on breastfeeding 

I wish I’d had more time to keep reading 

I didn’t make it to the obituaries or the local news 

My husband had the blues 

So I sat on the couch with him for a little bit 

With my coffee before sunrise it was nice to sit 

I had to decide between just listening and giving advice 

I was already pressed for time 

But the dishes from the night before also needed me 

So I padded into the kitchen stealthily 

I was trying to be quiet as I was a few feet from my husband, by then doing his devotions 

But my vigorous scrubbing and sudsing and rinsing must have sounded like the ocean 

I was probably a little hypoglycemic and definitely rushed 

Trying to be quiet 

But in an instant the bowl in my hand slipped and was crushed 

My right pinky was slashed 

And the dishes crashed

My husband asked if I was okay

I trembled and said, “Yeah”

As the blood from my finger dripped into the sink onto the pink spatula 

It was also time to make my dog’s breakfast 

Time in the morning is as fleeting as mist 

My pup waddled into the kitchen along with my husband 

My two best friends 

And there was a flutter in my lower abdomen – 3 months till we meet her 

My Golden retriever licked my finger 

My husband handed me an apple and some coffee 

I had to get moving but just wanted to linger 

I watched time go out the door 

I thought about when none of this will be here anymore 

And I was so saddened 

And then it happened 

It was Saturday 

And at the house we all, as a family, got to slow down, and stay 

I took my time 

But once again, it was gone