Mislabeled Stress

I am feeling the stress of the holidays in such a weird way this year. All of the gifts are wrapped (mostly, except one... and the one I got for Porch... and one that I bought for someone special), the house is "decorated" and we have been doing the traditional things like St. Nick, cutting down & decorating our tree, baking cookies, etc. I am functioning like a normal, adult human being.

But I am also feeling this feel.

This hope.

This joy.

This concept that the best is yet to come, that perhaps there's more to be excited about in 2017. Charlotte is an amazing kid who challenges me daily and is the perfect mix of passionate and compassionate. She asked me today where my heartbeat was and I nearly responded that she was my heartbeat but paused for fear that our very concrete thinker would take that as fact. 2017 will (hopefully) be the year that we get to experience life as a family of 4. And even if it's not, the hope for future attempts and knowing that I have a ridiculously wonderful kiddo (who is currently resisting her nap like a boss) right here in front of me is enough.

It's enough.

I think what I had been identifying as stress is perhaps contentment. And perhaps I just didn't know how to label it or what to do with it.

I am thankful to have hope and it is my wish that you find hope in your heart as well, no matter which season of your life you are currently in.

xo
Mama Porch

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