I am exhausted. That is not a complaint. That is a fact. I'm sitting in my bed, utterly exhausted.
Today was another normal yet amazing day. My baby danced and giggled. My preschooler laughed his loud belly laugh at something I did not witness. My first grader helped me pack her room. My fifth grader waved his arms around in giant circles making me laugh. They all talked to me today.
There were times I was frustrated. There were times when some of them cried. There was a lot of poop. There were messes that needed cleaning.
But I sit here, in my bed, utterly and completely exhausted and content.
Thank you life, for being what you are.