Some days we fight.
Some days we all wake up on the wrong side of the bed.
Some days they cry. And I cry. And I say to myself, "I didn't sign on for this. Why didn't I finish that pediatric medicine degree so many years ago?"
But, OH, the other days . . .
THOSE days are magical.
The three of us sandwich ourselves together on the couch while we watch Sesame Street.
We play and I get to be the baby dragon, not the scary skeleton on pirate island. They feed me and I get armfuls of kisses and hugs.
And we wear tutus in the middle of the afternoon, JUST BECAUSE.
Those are the days I never question what I left behind or wonder what is ahead.
I hope you can just BE in the moment today. Happy Thursday, everyone.