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!)


  1. I love this. I love that she says, "You hear me?" Don't we all just want to be heard?

    My favorite part of the day (well, one of many) is going into Nyla's room first thing in the morning. She doesn't wake up crying anymore. Now she's usually busy jabbering while grabbing her feet and trying to eat her toes. When she sees me, her face lights up and has the biggest smile I've ever seen.

  2. So true! Also so timely! Thank you for your wisdom Carol.
    I am wondering if I was at that MOPS meeting... I think I remember that story, but 8 or 9 years is a very long time to remember :)


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