Day 34: Turns Out It IS About Me

This morning as I was sitting on my couch drinking a nice warm cup of coffee, I heard Little S say in the sweetest little voice, "Mimi, I awake. Mimi, you hear me?"

I smiled and felt a pretty deep glow of contentment in that moment. Happily I set down my coffee and went upstairs to pick her up out of bed.

Two mornings ago, I was sitting on the couch drinking a nice warm cup of coffee. It had been a long, sleepless night. The girls had taken turns most of the night being awake. So when I heard that squeaky little high-pitched voice say, "Mimi, I awake. Mimi, you hear me?", I felt a deep glow all right, but it wasn't contentment. It went a little more like, "Seriously, I can't even finish my cup of coffee!"

I was thinking about that this morning and it reminded me of a talk I gave at a MOPS group once. I was telling the ladies there that some mornings I wake up and I see my sweet husband drooling on his pillow and hear him gently snoring, and I look at him and think I am the luckiest woman in the world. At other times, I wake up and I see him drooling and snoring and think, "Who is this Cretan sleeping next to me?"

Two sets of circumstances, both identical, and yet in each circumstance I am content one moment and irritated the next.

All that to say, turns out is IS about me. I am the one choosing my attitude. Everytime. No matter what. I choose my attitude. I choose joy. I choose peace. I choose contentment. (I might need to say that to myself a few times!)