It's Friday, there's a monsoon kicking up outside, and both kids are fast asleep. Charlie's next to me as I type this, and Henry's napping soundly in his bed. I have so much to say about the past two weeks- adjusting, then adjusting again Monday when Hank when back to work, recovering from c-section number two- but I'll save that for an upcoming (much longer) post. I will say this though, however obvious it may be: two is so much different than one! And just looking at the past few days that I've spent basically alone with the kiddos, I'm kind of high-fiving myself because hey, I did it...and did it with a smile! I went grocery shopping, to a doctor's appointment, and managed to not get too frazzled. But out of the past five days, one has been extra-hard. The kind of day where I felt like I've had too much television on for Henry, where I felt like my patience was totally expended by 9am, and the kind of day that ended in a tiny bit of tears (oh, post-pregnancy hormones!).
But then I read that up there, and it's such a good reminder, isn't it? I try to live my life in a way that I look at things in a positive light, but to be honest, a lot of that is happiness-focused. And although I do absolutely accept that there are darker days, gray days, I think I almost gloss over those and try to really get back to happy. But the idea of wholeness? I love that. It reminds me that it's all a part of the bigger picture, even beyond the "you can't get sunshine without rain" kind of thing. It all contributes to the greater person we can become; the set backs and challenges fully being a part of that wholeness. This is something I'm already full aware of, but for some reason I've never took the time to really think about it in such a way.
I wanted to share the quote up there because it struck such a chord in me...and I'll be tucking those words away to pull out when I need it, for sure. Do you feel like you can relate to it too?
Happy weekend. I'll be back in a day or so with some links.