Since becoming a mom, I have been wrestling with finding balance, letting go of my need for control, and trying to give myself more grace. Those moments in the morning remind me that graces are new each day and that there is much potential. If I don't complete all my work projects, there is a stack of messy plates on the counter, and my son is having a serious teething-induced meltdown by noon, so be it. At least those first few moments of the day are there without fail every morning.
Warmer spring weather has meant more and more outside time for the whole family. We love grilling out, so Jon didn't need much convincing when I suggested that we throw some brats and veggies on the grill the other night. Eli, being increasingly curious, got a first look at an important life lesson on how to grill.
With each passing day, we get closer and closer to our Boston trip, the end of the school year, to summer break, to Eli's first birthday. There is so much to look forward to! But I'm making efforts to enjoy each day until we get there. Today was a challenge, particularly with Elias being very bothered by teething. Taking care of Eli when he's so especially needy is exhausting. Push onward, eyes on the big picture and not focused on the current struggle. It's worth every minute of it. And if the day nearly kills me, the graces are new every morning.
Sunshine, smiling babies, grace for the hard times, bright horizons, and taking it one day at a time.