Remembering I'm loved. in Musings

Nathan and Leah having a convo in the other room
Leah: Mama is my best friend
Nathan: What about me!?
Leah: No, Mama
Nathan: That’s okay. Mama is a good best friend. She’s my best friend too

And just like that the lack of sleep is worth it. The times when I get frustrated with the two of them seem silly. The monotony of motherhood isn’t so bad.

I’ve had some bad days lately. Some emotional days. Days I don’t think I can pull myself out of the muck. But this time I wasn’t hard on myself. I practiced some self care. I offered myself the grace I offer others in my life.

And it’s nice to be reminded that I’m loved. Loved by a man who works hard and buys me chocolate covered peanuts. Loved by a little girl who gives the best hugs and laughs at my silly jokes. And even though she can’t say it yet, the baby kicks in my belly always make me smile which feels a lot like “I love you.”

For today, that’s enough for me.