Have you ever had one of those days where you find three things broken in your house before noon? A day with whining that you are positive is shortening your life expectancy-where the munchkins in your house need drinks every 5 minutes and pee their pants every 10. A day that when you remember it- it haunts you. A day where you find yourself looking at your ceiling and saying, "Is this really what I was born to do?"
Today was NOT one of those days. I've had those days...I am ashamed to think how many of them I have had-BUT not today. The day was over, I was in bed with a great book about to fall asleep when I had the urge to blog about this-most likely to capture for the Andrea who in future days will find herself speaking to the ceiling again.
It could be because Preston was home-lightening my load today, it could be due to the absence of those extra children I've been tending lately-but today was great. Nothing special happened...I just found myself sad to see my boys go to sleep(you know you've had a good day when that happens!) Today I realized how cute Tyler's raspy voice was. Today I watched Ethan talking to himself in the backseat and wished he would never change. I saw two little brothers choose to play together when they were surrounded by other playmates. I smiled when in a store full of shirts, Ethan picked the only one with a rainbow on it...and laughed when he said,"This shirt is my joy. I think when I wear it I'm gonna conquer the world." (I am being serious...he said that word for word.) This was one of those days that reminded me how much I love being a mom. You need days like this every once in a while...they help you cope when someone smears their diaper or flushes your contacts...help you remember how darn lucky you are!