I wake to Oliver babbling and spitting in his crib. Finley is nestled in the crook of my arm, still fast asleep. I watch his chest rise and fall as the glow of the morning light greets me for the day. The sun has returned and I couldn't be happier. My heart is full of joy and gratitude for my little family and our simple life.
The furnace warms my toes while I make breakfast and clean up the kitchen. The boys play away the morning happily while I tidy the bedrooms. Oliver naps while the sun pours into the nursery. After loading the boys in the car I gently wake the baby and get him ready for immunizations. I have done this so many times before. It all goes smoothly and quick. The nurse looks at my older boys while she explains things and stops half way in, "You know that already though, you've been through this before." I smile politely. He weighs a whopping 19lbs! We wait for 15 minutes after the needles just to be sure and then I load the boys back into the van.
A warm breeze blows all afternoon, making quite the contrast from the chilly morning. After lunch I find myself lying on my bed with the window wide open, listening to the children play at the park. The curtains gently sway as I nurse Ollie on my freshly laundered bed. I am grateful to have a few quiet moments to enjoy just him.
Camilla arrives home and finds me in my bedroom. She plops down on the bed with us and Ollie coos and babbles at her. We have a nice chat on my bed before she heads off to join her brothers at the park.
Dinner goes smoothly. Everyone eats what I've made. I get extra hugs and kisses before and after dinner.
We head downstairs to watch a few Mormon Messages before bed. Hyrum snuggles into my side while Ollie sits at my feet and plays. Before long Joe comes over from the other couch and climbs on top of my lap. The dog snuggles in at my other side and Finley squishes in somewhere. I am officially covered in children & the dog. I can't help but feel loved, and full of gratitude once more with my children gathered around. I am glad that they feel safe, content, and happy. I am building the home I always dreamed that I would have. A home filled with love.
As I reflect on my day I realize that there wasn't anything extra special or out of the ordinary that made it great. We still had tantrums, fighting, and all of the other fun stuff that comes along with having so many littles. My attitude going into today made all of the difference. A happy mom makes a happy home. And I will go to bed tonight with a smile on my face and joy in my heart.