Sometimes it's the Little Things

Today has been hard.

Sometimes life is just like that. You're going about your business and then, BAM! Thank you very much universe for reminding me of my limitations, for testing my patience, and for putting more on my plate than I feel I can reasonably handle.


I knew this morning when I woke up at 4 am that things weren't going to go according to plans. A tearful phone call to my husband who is away on business calmed my frayed nerves. A gentle hug from my toddler who was concerned that, "Mama sad?" allowed me to collect myself. I was reminded early, early on this morning that there are people who love me fiercely, unconditionally, flaws and all - no matter what.

A good friend came over this afternoon. She taught the breastfeeding class that my husband and I attended before our son was born. She answered many, many lactation questions and concerns I had. She was my lifeline when others suggested that breastfeeding was too hard, and I should just give my son a bottle. I adore her. Her steadiness. Her gentleness. Her devotion and commitment to her own marriage and children and career. Her advice. Her love for my son. For so many things.

She knew that I had been struggling with a back injury and that my husband had been traveling for work much of this month. She came over simply to help. She cleaned my counters, did my dishes, picked up toys, and vacuumed my very scary floors. Internet, my floors had not been vacuumed in a month. Seriously. Don't judge and please, please don't call CPS on me. They were disgusting. But I simply couldn't push the vacuum around.

She saved my sanity today. She didn't judge the total disarray of my home and offered me the very thing I needed most. Help.

And I realized after she had hugged both of us and left for the afternoon that my day had turned out better than I thought it would. It was the little things that turned it around for me today; a phone call to my husband, a hug from my son, the helping hand of a good friend, and the knowledge that tomorrow is a chance to start over and try again.

I decided to snap a few photos of things that right. this. minute. make me feel better. To remind me that no matter how dark and gray it feels, there is always beauty and promise to be found.

A beeswax heart hanging in the window:


The Little sleeping peacefully:


The flowers he sent me while he's on business:


The tea I only enjoy on special occasions.


Yours in finding meaning each and every day,

Simple Mama