This morning I had a surprising feeling–one I don’t experience often. I felt accomplished.
Oftentimes I am the first one awake in our house, which is something I adore. Knowing the people I love most are warm and safe in their beds makes me feel content. This morning, as I was getting ready for work, and about to walk out of the door, I heard Ben cough. This little man, who I still feed 1-3 times per night, had just been up at 3:45 to eat so I thought I wouldn’t be up with him again before I had to leave.
When I heard him cough, I turned the monitor on, sure enough, Ben was awake and hungry. I took a look at the clock and noted that if I chose to feed him I was going to be 10 minutes late to work. I chose to feed my son, (not a hard choice).
When I was upstairs feeding Ben in complete darkness I felt an overwhelming feeling of contentment. Here I was, dressed and ready for work, feeding my child, and looking forward to getting to the office. I have struggled, as most moms do, with the decision for what is best for our family. Is it me staying at home? I’m not sure. But in that moment, I allowed myself to feel OK with the decision I have made, to be a working mom who can try to do it all.
Hopefully that was a beautiful start to a successful day. Cheers to all the moms out there! We’re in it together.