i am home. and as exhausted as the last 2 days have been, it's a good kind of exhaustion. i missed this. i missed being a mom and breaking up arguments and running from room to room to fetch this or fix that. i missed their never-ending hugs and kisses and i love you mom. i missed being home.
i drove home saturday morning, and knocked on the door. michael had told the girls that a babysitter was coming over for his doctor appointment. from the front porch, the first thing i heard was crosby's sweet little voice. mama! is that mama? michael opened the door, and i saw the brightest smile ever. mama! is mama home? how are you feeling? i dropped to my knees, swallowed her in a giant hug and kissed and kissed and kissed.
harper reacted a bit differently. she was more upset that michael had tricked her and told her a sitter was coming. she pouted on the step and resisted a hug. but she was excited to show me my poster, and the candy she bought for me as a homecoming present.
we didn't plan for much this weekend, nothing more than naps, playing, some light chores, reading, watching movies, dance parties, church, a trip to lowes, and just being together. at breakfast out sunday morning, michael casually asked how i was doing. i told him one word. happy.