I think this daily gratitude thing should be a part of my life year-round. It’s soothing to my soul, and helps me to be a more positive person. In fact, I’m thinking I might get a separate Mom’s One Line a Day journal just for gratitude.
Today’s post is short, but I think it’s important.
As I put my toddler to bed tonight, I left her light on and let her read books in her bed for awhile since she had a late nap today. About fifteen minutes later I realized I hadn’t heard her and figured she had drifted off to sleep. As I walked in to her room to cover her up and turn off the light, this is what I found:
She was happily reading stories to Monkey, Lamby and Baby. It was so cute that I just watched her for awhile without her knowing I was peeking. It was one of those moments that just filled my heart to the brim, and here’s why:
She was repeating what I had done with her just 30 minutes earlier. She was being a little mommy to her stuffed friends. She was loving them in some of the same ways that I show love to her.
This gives me hope that the moments she really remembers are all the good ones. I have never once seen her raise her voice with her baby doll, and never once has she sent a stuffed friend to timeout. I’ve never seen her lose her cool or mimic some of the dumb things that I do.
Nope. Rather, I have seen her give her babies hugs and kisses. I have seen her sing them songs. I have seen her feed them. And tonight, I watched as she lovingly read them stories.
Tonight I felt like God was using her sweetness to tell me, “You’re doing better than you think.”
And I think every mom deserves to hear those words.