Parenting is about moments. I am learning that.
Moments of pure happiness have been few and far between these last few weeks with the kids sick, then the husband and then me. With 4 am risings. And sleepless nights. While it hasn't been horrific, it also hasn't been fun or very enjoyable. I have just been trying to focus on the light at the end of the tunnel that I keep telling myself has to be there.
I had two moments of happiness yesterday. I needed them. I have needed them to sustain me through the rest of yesterday and this morning. I am trying to take out those moments and look at them and remind myself there will be more to come.
The first was standing around my dining room table with some lovely women and laughing. That hasn't been happening enough lately. Mostly because I am too tired to socialize. Too tired to give energy I don't have.
The second was at dinner. The four of us sat around the table and talked. I sat next to the girl, as requested. Everything was lovely and I felt blissful.
These moments come and then they pass. Hopefully they come again.