The joy that comes from having Nico fall asleep on my lap just snuggled into me. The joy of Jonathan coming in first thing in the morning to say "I love you". The joy of Matthew on hugging me while I say "My Matthew" and he says "My Mommy". The joy of sitting down with a cup of tea made by Christopher and discussing a good book with him or smiling into that cup of tea while he tells me absolutely everything about his latest favorite video game. The simple joys of being a mother.
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If it wasn't for the little things, we'd throw them out with the bath water.
Luckily, there are a lot of good moments.
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