It doesn't get much better than some baby bed head.
It's the little things that get us through day to day. It's 6:15 in the morning and the sun has just barely begun to rise. I was dozing in and out of a nice warm Nyquil induced sleep when it happened. Out of the corner of eye I saw the little flick flick flick of green light. The light that means little Aubs is stirring in her crib. Stirring loud enough to make the light flicker. With in minutes you can hear the first "mama" and "all done" of the day muffled by the binkie in her mouth.
All I want to do is hit the off button and roll over and go back to sleep. I don't do that of course but I do roll over for about five more minutes with the monitor on. Than I fumble around for my glasses and slowly creep out of bed. I have to pull some Cirque du soleil moves to get out from under the covers without waking Ruby, the dog who is sleeping on my legs. If I wake Ruby, I will not only have Aubs needing to be changed and fed but I have Ru wanting the same thing. I rather break those needs into two if I can help it.
Thankfully I make it into the hallway without a hitch. In the din light of the hall I give myself a little pep talk before opening the baby's bedroom door. "Alright Mal, you're up and that's just how it is. I know you feel like crap but you are not exactly on your death bed. Just go in there and get the baby and start the day."
With that I crack open the door to see Aubs sitting up in her crib. She is having a conversation with her stuffed doll when she spots me. She pops out her bink and says, "Hi Mama". If that alone didn't make me forget about staying in bed than seeing her with crazy baby bedhead surely does the trick.
We often dream about life in big moments. I often forget to stop and recognize the little things that come in between those big moments that make everything worth it. Things as simple as a happy baby with messy hair, a text from my husband in the afternoon just to say he loves me or the way the sunlight pours on to the lawn in the afternoon through the palm trees. It's those simple things that count as much as the big moments, if not more. I am so grateful for every one of them.