I had one of those weekends that you dream about, the kind where the weather turns cold and you cozy up at home with a toffee mocha. You burn apple and cupcake candles. You wake up at 6:30, just to take a 90 minutes nap at 9:30. You get along with your husband. You laugh a lot and even watch some TV. Your baby is content, FINALLY content.
You don’t spaz about getting things done. And oddly enough, this makes you more pleasant to be around which makes everyone happier which makes you happier…
One of those weekends where you husband does every single piece of laundry without you having to ask. (he even puts it all away.)
At night, rather than your kids watching TV, they decide they’d rather sit on the floor with you as your play with the baby. The baby that is growing up way too quickly.
It was good and busy.
Actually, it was the best weekend I have had in a long, long time. No time restraints, a happy baby, a beautiful family. It was blissful.
Sarah is a rock star, she delivered her on Sunday (VBAC!), Viola weighed in at ten pounds and did I mention Sarah did it pain med free? Whoa.
and also, OW.
I had this thought the other day: “Tomorrow, today is yesterday.” And it made me feel more in control of how I want to be, just saying that over and over again in my head has given me a great outlook on my day, hour…minute.
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