Good Morning

I had a good morning this morning, a great morning really. It started out with Berlin crying out in her sleep, mad or scared about something that even she doesn't understand, about 30 seconds after my alarm rang at 6:33. So I went in to calm her down. However, when I started to leave Tryn did not think that was a very good idea. At that point I knew she wouldn't go back to sleep so I brought her to lay in bed with Steve while I took a shower. After my shower Tryn helped me pick out my outfit. I asked her what I should wear and she pointed, told me what color to wear, and paired my shirt with some jeans that I normally wouldn't put together, but wore just for her anyway. Then she watched me do my hair and told me, "Mommy, you are beautiful." When I pulled out a necklace she gasped and said, "Mom, your beads are so beautiful!" She just stood there and watched me like I used to stand and watch my mom.

We had breakfast together, just the two of us. Tryn asked me to sit right next to her and I said, "Of course." I couldn't imagine sitting anywhere else. I think I was as excited to have breakfast with just her as she was excited to have breakfast with just me. We talked about our days and she asked me not to go to work. But I had to. It's hard to explain that even though there is nowhere else in the world I would rather be, than having breakfast and spending the day with my baby, that I still have to go to work. It doesn't make sense to her, and it doesn't always make sense to me. Nevertheless, it was a grand morning with my baby girl. The kind of morning that makes me wonder how my heart ever felt full before Tryn, because it was busting at the seams.