There is a time each evening just after the kids have just been tucked into bed. Usually I’m out in the living room alone, as Dee is lying with Carlos. This time of the evening, when it’s silent in the house, is amazing. It’s not because they aren’t there, it’s because there is true peace to it, knowing that those sweet souls are busy dreaming. I still feel the weight of motherhood, that I’m responsible for these boys, that doesn’t stop when they are sleeping. This is one of those time and it’s a peaceful, easy feeling.