So around 6:00 am this morning, Alayna decided it was time to get up and start the day. Me being the reluctant, and sleep loving person that I am rolled over and said, "Mommy just needs 5 more minutes." However 4.5 year olds don't understand the concept and she just kept asking "Has it been 5 minutes yet, has it been 5 minutes yet....etc." So I gave in and got up. She told me that every day at school when they first get in, they do their stretches to make sure that their mind and body are ready for the day full of learning and fun, and that I needed to do my stretches with her. Then it hit me, my child is setting an example for ME! The grown adult who just asked for five more minutes of sleep from her daughter....She amazes me every day, but especially this morning she taught me a lesson.
One of the books I am currently reading (and have read quite a few times to keep me going at times), is Don't Sweat the Small Stuff, And It's All Small Stuff. In that book it is very short chapters and makes for an extremely easy read. One of the chapters is on waking up every morning with a smile on your face, and taking a moment to just breath in the day and accept that whatever comes your way is planned for you in advance, and that you can handle it. Alayna, a small toddler, was giving me the same advice a man with a Ph.d was giving. So I guess maybe I should start listening.
I don't always wake up with the most positive attitude and, honestly, I usually wake up dreading the day. But after this mornings encounter, I think I should take my daughters advice and stretch and open my mind each morning for what the day has to throw at me. As I have said before, this journey is going to be hard on it's own, but given the medical difficulties I am going through, it is making it only expenentially more difficult. I promise as soon as I get some sort of results back from anything, I will let everyone in on what is going on with me. As of right now, we are just kind of poking around in the dark to figure out what is going on, but do have a few ideas of what it might be. So until then I will continue this journey, as hard as it may be, and make whatever progress comes my way. I will also make a promise to listen to the 4.5 year old....she's wiser than her age!
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