Last night after the fourth time getting up with little miss teething mess, I started getting really introspective. ( I think that’s a word?!?)
I can remember not too long ago when I was a single gal online dating and getting frustrated and feeling hopeless that I would never find the right guy. I can remember getting into bed alone and just wishing I had someone to snuggle up to and feel safe with.
Last night as I was about to loose my sh*t from having to get up so many times I got back in to bed, snuggled up to my amazing husband (who normally helps at night, but worked over night and was exhausted) and I realized I was so happy. I felt so thankful to have that man in bed with me…I felt so thankful that our beautiful daughter was the reason I was getting out of bed, the daughter we weren’t even sure we would be able to have. Somehow in that moment my thoughts changed and rather then being mad I was just…