I had a stressful day about the fabric. I knew it was silly to be upset...but I was. I'm sure it was the collection of stresses that had built up. But all day I was feeling overwhelmed.
Then it was bedtime.
I had a struggle with my son and I decided to take a shower. As I went to my room Emmy asked me to come hug her. She had her flip-flops on and I quickly reprimanded her for it...really great mom moment...and she proceeded to sincerely say sorry.
"I'm horrible." I thought to myself.
I hugged her tightly and told her I loved her. She curled up in bed and I went to take a shower. When I was dressed and coming out of my room my son was there apologizing. We worked it out and he went to bed.
I decided to check on Emmy. I stepped into her room and saw her cuddling the Declan bear. (My sister had bought all the cousins this bear for Declan's funeral, I bought my own kids a polar bear to match Declan's, but Emmy loved this bear so much I bought her one this summer)...
Tears stung my eyes as I dashed for my camera. I had to take a picture. I don't know how I didn't wake her with the flash, but I didn't. I can't believe it even worked...it was so dark in her room and usually I can't hold the camera still enough.
I've been missing Declan a lot lately. It was a sweet reminder that I'm not alone in missing him and I have two sweet kids here.
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