Happy

I hate my job. I hate the weather (rain going away no time soon). I'm exhausted. I miss your papa. You miss your papa. You have a new sleep schedule which includes waking up at midnight and crying until I bring you in my bed to sleep for the remainder of the night. You wake up in the morning and ask for papa first thing. This morning I let you pick out a toy before heading to Abby's. You picked your Lego suitcase and when I asked if you were going to work you said "Dulut". All of this came to a head today and resulted in a tearful drive home from work. 

I don't know if you heard me crying or just knew what I needed to hear in that moment but in your little voice from the back seat you said "happy!". It reminded me to search for the joy in life.

Joy is owning a home to return to each day after a long days work. Joy is seeing you learn new words and expressions each day. Joy is eating Fruit Loops for an afternoon snack because you saw them out of the corner of your eye and decided that would be much better than the strawberries I was offering. Joy is our pigsty of a living room because you make so many new messes each day as you learn and discover. Joy is quality time with great friends. Joy is friends who know that times are tough and check in with you. Joy is adorable rainbow legwarmers. Joy is knowing that your papa will be coming home from Duluth in less than a month and that sunny days are ahead. The list could go on and on.

Baby girl, on the darkest days, I hope you take time to find the joy that is all around you because there is oh so much in this crazy, beautiful, life.

Little rainbows on these rainy days.

Love,

Mama Bear