On Being Enough

We spent Memorial Day at Urgent Care in Cedar Falls.

My Dr. Mom's ear infection diagnosis was confirmed.

Running on little sleep, the rest of the day flies by.

We go to bed.

Before we know it, it's 2:17 AM.

I shoot up out of bed when Olivia starts shrieking.

I let her cry for a minute.

But this Momma knows a "real cry" versus the "fake cry."

And this is legit, folks.

"I'll get her," I told Chris as I roll out of bed still half-sleeping.

I make my way through the dark, using my phone as a flashlight, trying not to trip over Maggie
or stub my toe on a toy.

And when I pick up my sweet, screaming daughter, she instantly nestles her head on my shoulder
and wraps her arms around me.

I hold her.

She's quiet.

In this moment, I feel like I'm enough.

In a world where we are constantly pushed to do bigger, better, different, faster...I follow my daughter's lead and take a deep breath.

For a fleeting moment, in the wee hours of a dark morning, I am enough in this world as I am.

In my pajamas, with no make-up on, bags under my eyes, hair all a'mess.

It doesn't matter.

There is no greater feeling than this...

To know that somewhere -- to someone -- you are enough just the way you are.

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