the little voice
dad’s b-day bash was a success. although lots of people called to cancel because of the weather, there was still a great turn out and my Dad had a fantastic time.
the party, however, kicked my ass. i spent 80% of the evening waddling around, making sure food went out on time, the band was taken care of, Dad had food, Dad had drinks, people had signed the guest book, etc. i thought my back was going to break by the end of the evening.
boo got up fussing around one o’clock in the morning, and that was hard on all of us, bug props to hubbin though for taking care of her. this morning, while she and i were cuddling in bed watching cartoons and stuff, she put her sweet little mug up in mine and said mommy, you happy? mommy is tired, i yawned. No, she said, you not tired, you happy and beautiful.
well, my heart just melted and tears welled up in my eyes and it was yet again another wondrous moment that made me feel grateful and humble and special and a little sad that hubbin wasn’t there for it. but that one was for me. all of me.