Today I pushed through an early SATURDAY morning blood test for one of my kiddos. We turned it into a stop for donuts and chocolate milk and we celebrated all the way home.
Today I pushed through David being gone all day on our first “day off together” in a week. I lit my “choose happiness” candle and washed some dishes and played Life with the kiddos. Celebrate the small victories, right?
Today I ate a local orange, slowly, orgasmically. Today I savored.
Today I said no to bickering and yes to a “reading lunch” and I sipped my coffee and read a children’s book about a conservationist I have long wondered after. Today I listened to my younger two share laughter over Calvin and Hobbes.
Today I let my child cry in her bedroom and didn’t rescue her. Today I encouraged jealousy; because, it’s a thing, lets talk about it. Today I helped my children play together by turning on the video games. Today I bought a baby succulent for my first born for no other reason than that I felt it calling to her.
Today I accepted that this day was far from perfect but it was still good. So much of it was not beautiful; and yet so much still was. Today I reached for the best parts of my heart and I encouraged them to the surface.
Today I was just a little bit bitchier than usual. And that too was victory because, folks, I am not nearly as nice (or as boring) as I usually come across.
Today I welcomed the real me, with all her wrinkles and bloodshot eyes, to the table.
Today I pushed through.