“I smell like spit-up … and I am happy”

After a middle of the night feeding with Scotland,
I curled up in bed to get a few more hours of zzzzzzzz.
This thought came to mind,
“I smell like spit-up … and I am happy.”

I was grateful that during the pause in that thought
that I sincerely felt happy and blessed.
Despite feeling bone tired, achy from c-section recovery,
overwhelmed with housework, concerned about meeting the challenge of raising 6 kids,
God blesses me with moments of stillness … & JOY!