You sleep comfortably with your husband, Oliver. His face is pressed in the back of your neck, breathing in your hair, his hand draped over your hips holding you close as your back is pressed tightly against his chest. You hear small soft footsteps approach the bed.

“Mama” Your son whispers as he taps your nose to wake you. Your eyes flutter open.

“Yeah?” You say sleepily.

“I had a nightmare” He pouts.

“Come here, baby,” You say opening the covers to allow him to crawl in with you and Oliver.