I woke up to a cute baby smile and a poop explosion!

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Hello everyone,

I hope that this post finds you safe and healthy. Cases are rising so please remember to do your part to keep not only yourself safe but your loved ones.

Most mornings, our little one wakes up with a big smile. This morning, he had that same big smile...but a certain distinct smell accompanied that smile. He had pooped - which is normal. But, when I picked him up - there was wetness and a dark tint to his pajamas, sleeper and bed sheet... yeah, that is how my day started.

The only relief I had was that I caught it early enough that nothing was too badly stained and all could be salvaged. So, that was good! Also, he was so happy because he had released himself and knew he was about to get a nice bottle of milk. He chugged it and fell asleep.

And the weird thing is that I feel so blessed that my morning started this way. I can already hear you thinking: "How can that have been a blessing?" Let me explain.

I was blessed because I got to wake up in my bed. I was blessed to wake up healthy. I was blessed to know that my three children were safe and healthy. I was blessed that my husband was healthy and safe. I was blessed that everyone in my family was safe and healthy.

This morning, I know that someone woke up to horrific news. Someone woke up feeling sick, again and are awaiting test results. Someone woke up in the hospital and looked up at their child, husband or other family member in their hospital bed. Someone woke up to something far worse...

Each day, we take things for granted. We do. Before Covid, I took for granted all the baristas at Starbucks. I would often go in and not say hello - most often, they were all busy making coffee because it's always busy...but I could have and should have been kinder. By the end, I did have some small chit-chat with some of them...but after Covid, I will never take them for granted. I took for granted that I could just get in the car and run all my errands. I would get frustrated that I could spend a whole morning going back and forth - now, I wish I could... I miss going and having lunch or coffee with a friend. 

Hopefully, I will change how I see the world when Covid is over and done with. I hope that I can be grateful each time I have errands to run. I will challenge myself to be extra nice to all those who work in the service industry because many of them took a major hit and lost their businesses and jobs. I will be patient when waiting in line because for more than a year, I could not even do that. I will look at people in the eye because having seen them for more than a year with a mask, I have had practice. I will smile as much as I can to others - not in a creepy and stalker kind of way, but in a kind way and because I can finally smile back at someone and I can see their smile. I will wear lipstick because wearing lipstick with a mask - yeah, not very good!

I don't know what kind of morning or day you are having, but I am hoping that it was a good one. In the even you had or are having a very bad day, I do hope it gets better. I send you love, kindness and prayers.

Challenge: be kind, be respectful and remember that this too shall pass. 

Remember to wash your hands, not touch your face, wear your mask and help stop the spread of Covid-19. Until my next post, keep safe and healthy!

SM


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