No matter how frustrated I get during the day, (and I do), no matter how mad these little people can make me (and they do), no matter how much they yell, fight, disobey, refuse to eat, argue, sass and talk non-stop (oh….and they do) it all slides away as they slide into sleep.
There is just something beautiful and peaceful watching them breathe and dream *quietly*. It grounds me. It reminds me they are only children. It reminds me to focus on what is important: them. Just them.
And while I occasionally wish they would sleep all day, as I need the constant reminder of their peaceful little souls, nighttime is usually enough to take me to a happy, mommy place.
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