Mother’s Day

This morning as I lay in bed, I thought I would sleep in just a little bit longer since it was Mother’s Day. I roll over to see Joey with a big smile on his face (since we have been sharing a bed due to no night nursing, and it’s just easier on me for him to be at arm’s reach) and a massive amount of poop that he is literally rolling in. I guess pooping out of his diaper was his way of telling me, “Happy Mother’s Day!” It was also a reminder of all the things we have to deal with as mothers-lots of poops and some intermittent smiles that make it all worth it.  Of course, I could just dwell on the fact that my special day was greeted with literal poop, but instead I was grateful for that poop. For one,  Joey wasn’t constipated. No mom wants to deal with that or a suppository. The big gratitude I had was that last Mother’s Day I remember Joey still being in the hospital and he was actually intubated. He was not at his best and I remember being so nervous about leaving him for a few hours in the hospital so I could go home to be with Rowan and Claire. What a stark difference from last year to this year. I would gladly take Joey pooping in my bed with the cutest smile on his face any day over our experience last year. Although today started out with a lot of poop, it was such a great reminder of how blessed and thankful we are today. Look at how far God has brought us! 






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