This morning I look across my bed. In order: Me (hanging on to the edge, almost falling off), Delilah (who has just nursed and is making a bunch of grunting noises), Khloe (who came into our bed at 3am after a bad dream and is currently taking over the majority of the bed, completely sprawled out, hand on Daddy's face) and Ryan (almost falling off himself, and actually sleeping through all of this). Tabasco is at my feet and sawing logs so loud it is a miracle any of us were sleeping. I started laughing and made a mental note: we are so lucky, these are the best days of our lives.
Yesterday we were heart broken. A house that we had been trying to buy for 6 months, fell through after we found too much damage that had to be repaired. Ryan came in from work, told me I was the world's best wife, told me that he will start the house hunt again tomorrow, and that life goes on. Again: These are the best days of our lives.
On Mother's Day Ryan spent the day being so incredibly affectionate. We spent the afternoon at the main beach in Lake of the Pines and I got to take an hour long stroll through the water with my Mama Char, watching Khloe play in the sand along the way, and watching our husbands catch up and laugh, sitting up in the shade, caring for Delilah. We then spent the evening at Ryan's parent's house, as we do every Sunday, and I watched as Nancy played with Khloe and kissed on Delilah...there is so much love there. Again, I made that note, the best days.
Feeling oh so fortunate.
Hoping you take the time in your own life to appreciate how much love there is, all around you.
~Sappy Sab
