The other night, as we said our prayers and climbed into bed, I snuggled up to my husband and sighed with contentment. In spite of the trials we have, I felt nearly overwhelmed with how blessed we are and how many things are going right in our life.
"You know, we have a good life." I said to Jared.
"Mmm-huh" he murmured, already half asleep.
Anticipating a good night's sleep before my alarm went off at 4:45 for spin class, and proud of us for making it to bed by 10:00, I closed my eyes.
"Waaaaaaaaa," cried Bronwen, who has been fast asleep for two hours. "Waaaaaaaa."
Trying not to lose the happy feelings I had just expressed, I wearily got out of bed and went to go comfort the baby.
Oh well. We still have a good life. It's just easier to feel that way when you're tucked into bed with everyone asleep!