faking it.

At this point in the winter, we're all just 'faking it.'

Til we make it to spring, I suppose.

We got more snow last night. About 3 inches total. It's cold in the house and the kids are [still] restless. All three of mine slept in my room last night. The girls were in my bed as usual and the breathing boy was next to us on a pallet on the floor.
I am a co-sleeping mom. I always have been and love it, but this was a little extreme. Although I can't tell you how well I slept knowing they were all right in the room with me. I woke up to Nora laying on one of my arms and Mabel in the other. To say they were sore is an understatement. But those moments...
the ones that are irreplaceable, are priceless to me.

What I know for sure right now is this:

I am tired of the cold and snow.

I am thankful for the lessons I'm learning.

I am ready to feel physically strong again.

I am blessed with true, deep friendships.

The kids are growing quickly.

[and I'm here for all of it.]

I am in love. . . still.

But I am faking it...

The smile, happiness, excitement, joy.

Because sometimes you have to fake it til you make it.

And we will make it to brighter days soon.

Praying very soon.

"But the path of the just is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day."

Proverbs 4:18