when wearing the clothes you woke up in just has to do. Today was one of those days. L was fussy and clingy all day and was only happy when she was in my arms, so in my arms she stayed. I got frustrated for a second today at the fact that I had no “me” time at all and then I immediately felt guilty for feeling that way. I felt as though I was being selfish by wanting a break from my daughter. These days that is a constant battle in my head.
I want to have “me” time, but I don’t want to feel bad about wanting that time. I know I am a better person when I am rested, have a moment to myself, accomplish something (even if that means putting a load of laundry in), and take the time to get ready for the day. So as I was putting L to bed tonight I thought how this day was so wasted because I did not get to do any of those things…and then I felt this little hand reach up and touch my cheek. I looked down and realized she does not care what I look like, that I didn’t get anything done…she cares only that I took care of her today…that I gave her that warmth and comfort that she craved. My heart melted as I put her down to bed and now as I am having a moment to myself…I miss her.
I know that tomorrow may be better and I will get that shower and some alone time, but I will never get back today…and today was a pretty great day.
February 26, 2013
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