It’s 8:30 PM.
There are two babies sleeping on my lap.
Two beautiful heads of hair spiraling across my body.
My head rests back on the couch. Tilted slightly to the left. Somewhat in the crevice, between where the couch cushions meet. I feel a slight pain creeping up my spine into my neck. But I dare not move.
I am tired. Today was a FABULOUS, but long day.
There was running, jumping, crashing, laughing, yelling, screaming, crying, and more laughing. And likely more crying and screaming.
There were snacks. Food. Crumbs. More snacks and maybe some ketchup? I’m sure that was somewhere. Or everywhere?
The door slammed… IDK maybe one million times. It was also left open for the baby and the dog to escape. Sigh…
We came and went. To the store. To get a coffee. To drop something off at Grampy’s. Friends came. Friends left. There was cooking. There was eating. There was cleaning.
It was downright busy.
And tomorrow is Monday.
And I am tired.
Honestly, today- I am blissfully tired.
I am so tired that I don’t care to move.
I don’t care that I am alone.
The only one awake.
And actively making the choice to watch Tangled.
Honestly, I did grow up when Mandy Moore and Britney Spears ruled, so why not this Disney movie?
Somedays, making one more decision at the end of the day, even something as trivial as what Netflix series to start- feels insurmountable.
Let alone the pile of laundry I promised myself I would fold today.
Not to mention all the dishes piled on the table, the counter, and exploding from the sink.
But I am tired.
So tonight. I encourage you Momma.
Take a moment off from worrying about the structure of the bedtime routine.
Soak in that movie the kids are thrilled to watch.
Eat the leftover snacks crammed into the spaces between the kids body and your own.
Take a moment to soak in the heavy breathing. The utterly blissful exhaustion of happy, runned-out, funned-out kids. The kind you find when the weather start to warm and the sun make those beautiful little faces a bit rosy and freckly.
Take a moment to soak in the GOOD.
Enjoy something as simple as watching a movie you have seen 1,000x over.
Maybe even fall asleep there yourself.
One day soon, it’ll be a Netflix serial-killer series on in the background.
I might even have energy to clean-up at 8:30 at night.
But my lap might be lighter.
And my heart might be a bit heavier from the weight of sitting on my couch without those beautiful babies.
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