I used to feel guilty for being happiest with my precious children when they were asleep. I've wised up. No more guilt about it. They both fell asleep simultaneously, I was nursing Sam and Jackson was leaning on my arm while I sang to him. Of course that came in the aftermath of a tantrum but I'll try to remember the end.
(Desi and Erin, seriously Jackson was asleep within 15 minutes after y'all left. Wouldn't of guessed he was tired huh?)