Sometimes things can be a little overwhelming. Sometimes new chapters are looming up ahead, and threatening to close behind me and it all becomes a little HOLY SHIT. Sometimes I cry when that happens. Sometimes it helps to focus on the little happies. Actually, it always helps to focus on them. Will you help me?
My verbena soap from Trader Joes. It is so soft and lovely on my skin in the shower. It makes me feel like a fancy lady.
Our wall of instagrams. I just think they are the coolest. And eventually when we have some extra decorating cash we’re going to expand them to be 4×4 instead of 3×3 so that we can keep some permanent photos (like the me and Gabe just after he is born picture – because that is like THE classic mom/baby shot and I just love it) while still being able to rotate them out seasonally/yearly.
When Kamel wants to show me nerdy shit that I don’t actually care about, but that he is really excited for. It’s cute. I humor him. He includes me.
My freaking hair mask. Goddamn I love you so.
Oh my gosh, how could I forget this one? I went to Nordstrom Rack on Saturday. WHY HAVEN’T YOU TOLD ME ABOUT THIS BEFORE, INTERNET? You have totally told me, but I have brushed you aside. The RACK? Uhnothankyou. But I was so wrong, so very very wrong. I haven’t bought myself any new work clothes en masse (besides a shirt here and there) for 2 years!! I am not including maternty clothes. I shudder at the thought of my stupid maternity clothes. Go away maternity clothes! I don’t need you anymore! I have the rack!! And 50% off jeans!! And a sweater made from freaking cashmere for $30! It was glorious.
The baby clapping. I just… he fucking claps. How can you get cuter than that? He just… claps, to himself, for no reason at all. Slayed of cute. Boom.
The feeling of running across the street to make the light and not feeling winded when I reach the other side.
Added the second quilt to the bed because it is finally chilly.
Oh, and being able to snuggle Kamel without shortly after pushing him away because he is hot and I am a sweaty gross mess who just wants to kick off the covers. Hooray snuggles!
Unexpected facebook emails.
Freshly shaved legs.
Spending extra time in the bath tub after Kamel has plucked the baby out and left me behind.
The happies I’ll be reading in the comments below! Always the best part of my day.