There are plenty of days in my parenting journey where I'm frustrated beyond belief. I'm exhausted from parenting and feeding and cleaning and being a spouse and working. I get overwhelmed some days and I feel like I'm not giving anything or anyone the BEST me. Occasionally I find myself wanting to quit one or two of those duties so that I can give my BEST me to at least ONE of those things.
Then we have cupcakes with dinner and this kid eats them like a silly goose. He never makes a mess of himself because he hates being sticky. He makes all my worries melt with his sweetness and his genuine kindness towards others. How did I get to be his momma? I am so blessed just to know this sweet soul. He simply loves.