It is amazing what new things become very important simple pleasures of life when you become a mother. As a mother of a hospitalized child, one such pleasure has become more infrequent and so much more treasured:
Today, I got a shower. And my husband brought me my other daily guilty pleasure: a cup of coffee. Normally, it is drip coffee brewed in the patient kitchen at the hospital or brought to me on my morning breakfast tray from the hospital. Today, it was a white chocolate mocha from Starbucks accompanied by an old-fashioned donut and a kiss from my husband...and clean laundry. Such a wonderful start to my day.