A Month of Thanks, Day Twenty-Six
Today I'm thankful for the soreness in my muscles after two nights of yoga classes. I'm thankful that I got up and went for a run and made up for the disaster of a run Saturday morning. Although my anxiety continues to be nagging and unwelcome this week, I'm pushing through and doing all I can to send it packing. I'm preemptively de stressing before the holidays, although I anticipate more fun than stress with my Mom's arrival just a few short weeks away. I'm exhausted from being exhausted but tonight it feels good and welcome in my muscles, as I lay on the couch with Maddie sound asleep against me.
I had a half day at work today and then took Maddie to the library to read and get some new books. We came home and read, played, danced and then decided to get a pizza and snuggle on the couch, where she quickly fell sound asleep. This is what happens when she doesn't take a nap! But instead of moving her to her bed and having her wake up and scream for an hour, I layed her on me and snuggled with her, soaking in the last of that sweet baby smell, listening to her deep breaths. It was so relaxing that it knocked me out too, and she and I went to her at 8:30, all snuggles underneath piles of blankets.
I woke up to my alarm at four o'clock this morning to the sound of pouring rain, Maddie snoozing peacefully against her Dada. Though tired and sore, I got up and threw my running clothes on and headed out the door to meet with my running team.
So here I am, yesterday's blog post done before seven o'clock and looking forward to a day off with my Maddie and praying for a nap later. These days of exhaustion are temporary, as are the sweet moments with my chubby cheeked baby girl, and I vow to enjoy them and be thankful for them despite the anxiety and stress, or perhaps because of.
Happy Thanksgiving eve!