Was a day. Well I started out in a bad head space. Arrow was awake the majority of the night, I had little to no sleep. I woke to find Oria had pooped and peed her underpants. Then she spilled milk all over the couch, and refused breakfast. On little sleep these things feel way larger deals then they usually do.
Abby arrived and everything changed. Including my headspace.
Watching two sweet girls playing nicely together, extra cuddles from Oria, extra long naps from Arrow, extra one on one time with Oria crafting. The day got better.
Before bed something painful happened to Oria that almost required a trip to emergency, thankfully it sorted itself out and she was ok. During the incident I had her head on my knee and I read her poetry. She was calm and cool and fine within minutes.
After a bath she curled into me and she said “all I needed was you to fix me mama.”
I want to remember these moments in the times of chaos and stress. My sweet girl and her notion that mama can make everything better.