I had a moment

Friday afternoon Juan began to fuss. He didn't want to go to bed, though he was dead tired. Each time I helped him to fall asleep in my arms and quietly tried to lay him down, he was awakened with a look of indignation written across his face, as if to say, "What in the hell are you doing? Don't you see I am trying to sleep and you keep waking me up!"
It wasn't until later that I began to realize something was wrong, this was not normal for even him, the kid who doesn't want to sleep ever. Finally, I felt his head, he was warm...not over heatedly so, but definitely with a fever.
While I had thousands of things to accomplish during his 1.5 nap he apparently was not going to take, I gave in, grabbed a book, and let him sleep on my chest. By night fall he had worsened and, opposed to my naturalist instincts, I gave him a bit of tylonol for babies to help the fever down.
We had a hard night, but not the worst. I again, sat up in bed while he laid across my chest and slept most the night, awaking and whining enough to latch onto the boob and fall back to sleep.
Normally after a sleepless night I am in ripe form of low patience and zero tolerance but this Saturday was different. I was, well peaceful, though I didn't know it until I had a moment.
The first signs of Spring are now everywhere, birds calling sing song style, flowers blooming bumble bee bourbon, and the sun, yes beautiful sun streams through my open windows caressing breezes running through the corridor of my home, of my heart. Yes, Spring I am in love.
I was washing dishes of all things, staring out my kitchen window, watching Claudio show Juan, as way of distraction from both his sickness and his crying, the budding lemon tree in all it's beauty, when it hit me. This is what happiness is, this is what a family looks like, this is MY family. I teared up and silently, lovingly, experienced this moment called bliss, then I went for my camera so as to share it with you.