Little Things

This is probably an off post compared to what you have seen before but as I lay in bed last night I found myself staring down at my daughter, peacefully sleeping, clean curly hair from the bath just an hour before, perfect pink lips half way open just enough to let out a small snore, her eye lashes touching down on her cheeks as her eyes rest and I found myself completely enamored. (how's that for a run on sentence!)

Not that I have never felt that way before, but through the daily hustle and bustle, the half chewed cheerios on the floor, the snot dripping down her nose or the fact that I found my phone in the garbage can sometimes gets my attention more times than it should. Isn't it odd how we as humans, mothers, women find ourselves often dwelling on the negative rather than the positive. Like the half eaten cheerios on the kitchen floor instead of the fact that she was smart enough to ask me for some cheerios because her tummy wanted them?! I have made a vow to myself to not take the little things in life for granted. My daughter is going up so fast and every minute is a new and exciting one. I am blessed to have been given the opportunity to be a mother and not just anyone's mother, my dear Kelti bugs "Mommy". I thank god everyday...