I’ve just witnessed the most peaceful sunrise.

I think it’s safe to say in my life to date. This is primarily because I can count on one hand the number of sunrises I’ve actually witnessed. It’s one of those things that always sounds like a great idea until my alarm goes off and I have to get up.

There is no getting up. At least there wasn’t pre-baby. How quickly that has changed.

Now these early morning moments have become some of my favorite. For this exact reason …

Watching the sky slowly come to life, the rising of the sun over the still lake waters. The mix of pink and purples and hues of blues above the horizon.

I find it’s in these calm gems of beauty that renewal finds me.

I am filled with a certainty that things are just as they should be. And that’s pretty important to me right now as I’m still getting my Mama sea legs, so to speak.

I don’t have to have all the answers. I just have to be here … Now.