Fluff and stuff comes to mind…
On a day like today, I’d rather just think about soft fluffy things and drift off
to sleep to make up for the lack of sleep last night. Not sure why I’m even
writing tonight, except I want to write
something every day to make it a habit. But all I can think of now is
fluff and stuff, not really any thought provoking story, or image inducing rhetoric.
I’m not even sure I have anything very ‘on topic’ to write about. Except what
this mom is thinking about after an exhausting night of being mommy -parenting, nursing, and nurturing with a little bit of sleep here and there.
Why does fluff and stuff come to mind? Aren’t there days we
just want to look at soft puppies, and sweet smelling baby pictures? Sometimes
fluff is so comforting. It doesn’t seem important, but then why do we enjoy
cotton candy?
There’s lots of
things about being a mom that are very fluffy and fun. Lots of stuff that doesn’t
really signify much, but in the end it is the fluff and stuff that makes days
bearable and full of meaning. I’m a bit of a jumbled writer tonight. Probably because
this was a sleepy day for me.
After writing last night, I woke up plenty of
times to help my son breath. We cuddled in our big bed with a fluffy blanket.
In the early morning he woke up and asked me for the machine to help him
breath. His shallow breath caused mine
to halt. My heart ached for him. This is the kind of thing that takes a few
moments in a 24 hour period, yet fills the entire day. I don't have much to write this evening, but I do feel like a productive mommy.
I will go to sleep in a fluffy blanket, with less stuff on
my mind since he is breathing better tonight.
Thank you Jesus.
Missionary Momma Mia
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