I’m struggling to be positive. My forecast calls for rain, but today I guess I found some sun rays. There was a tsunami in my bathroom, that brought me smiles and laughter. No one tells you just how much splashing little hands can do. Nor do they tell you that a cheeky smile through mounds of suds is enough to fill your heart with joy.
I’ve been trying really hard with little man. I’ve surrendered to his constant calls for attention, his constant gŕabbing of my hands and he’s paying me back with love.
2 months ago, I would have sworn he hated me, but I know now that he doesn’t. I’m constantly doubting my abilities to care for him, constantly beating myself up for failing him, but he loves me. He Loves ME!!
Hang on to that..