I am standing in a large sun-lit kitchen, boiling water sits on the large stove for soon-to-be soft-boiled eggs that I gratefully collected from the chickens in my care. The coffee is brewing. The Righteous Brothers are playing at the perfect volume (loud enough to be heard throughout the house and to drown out my singing, not too loud that I can’t also hear the morning birds). My laptop sits on the dining table, off, ready to be awakened to write. I am wearing an oversized t-shirt and no pants. The air is warm. All of the windows are open.
I stop, stretch my arms in the air, and say “This is my dream life. I am living it. Remember when you wanted this?”
Lovely readers, what is one thing that happened to you today, that is something you once dreamed about?
My kiddo was sick (again). There was a moment mid-day in his bedroom, my husband and I had both crowded into his bed for a family nap, that my son rose up out of a sweaty and feverish sleep and said, “I love this.” As he fell back asleep I marveled that my newly five year old son had just spoken what was in my heart.
Since I first decided to do what it was going to take to become a mom (IVF, and lots of it) this connection, this belonging and this love, are what I dreamt of and hoped for.
This is incredibly heartwarming. My face reacted to reading this in an "I might cry but also I can't because I am smiling too much". I am so grateful you shared this here, and so happy you all shared that moment 🧡🧡
I can picture the scene you describe. :) After some earlier attempts that stalled, I still dreamed I would one day write a particular book and today I am beginning again.
Sleeping in and having the day for myself entirely. It’s been a bumpy few months where this wasn’t always possible so I am so grateful for having it today. 🤗
Feeing two little hands on my shoulders as my baby nestles into my chest, even though she stole my sleep last night.
Gosh this is such a beautiful one. Thank you for sharing 🧡🧡
My kiddo was sick (again). There was a moment mid-day in his bedroom, my husband and I had both crowded into his bed for a family nap, that my son rose up out of a sweaty and feverish sleep and said, “I love this.” As he fell back asleep I marveled that my newly five year old son had just spoken what was in my heart.
Since I first decided to do what it was going to take to become a mom (IVF, and lots of it) this connection, this belonging and this love, are what I dreamt of and hoped for.
This is incredibly heartwarming. My face reacted to reading this in an "I might cry but also I can't because I am smiling too much". I am so grateful you shared this here, and so happy you all shared that moment 🧡🧡
Ignoring my dogs for the day, pedicure and shopping. Coffee with a friend. Freedom and pampering.
So glad you made time for self care! 🧡🧡🧡
I can picture the scene you describe. :) After some earlier attempts that stalled, I still dreamed I would one day write a particular book and today I am beginning again.
CHILLS! I am so bloody happy for you, friend 🧡
You are prescient, I swear. I just created my first ever little video and used iMovie to edit. On Oscar Day of all days.
Yikes!!!
I LOVE THIS!!! Yes!!! GO GO GO!!!! 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
Sleeping in and having the day for myself entirely. It’s been a bumpy few months where this wasn’t always possible so I am so grateful for having it today. 🤗
So grateful you got that! 🧡🧡🧡🧡