Day after weekend overwhelming, crying because babe won't eat, our tears mingling, hers and mine, over a spattered plastic tray. Day after night awake because she's awake, teeth hurting and time-to-play, Mama. Again our tears, hers in her bed and mine in mine, praying that we both would rest. Day after beach party long, where we left before it was over because the wind came cold and little feet froze.
Day where back-to-work feels weary and I long, again, to make our house a home and not wilt behind this desk.
Day where answering "how are you?" feels like a litany of what-went-wrong and I'm tired of living in that place.
Day like today, I'm thankful for:
Trinkets on my desk that remind me of friends who send love
Baby, curled and sleeping, when I left this morning
Finally beginning to settle into our fall schedule
Good conversations with new friends
Remembering to laugh with him
Prayer that's like breath
How he calls to check up on me
This, because it made me laugh this morning