A GOOD day.

I am laying in bed, reflecting on my day like I always do. Turning over conversations and emotions and seeing what's here. I got up with my Moose, had coffee and breakfast and he actually enjoyed eating solids with me.

He took a nap, dad came home, and I got a kiss and a hug. We got out of the house, went to Target. Got a car seat, which came with a gift card, so I could also buy a sweater for our pictures on Sunday. Ran into two people we knew in town. Came home and I got to read the car seat manual (I love doing that) then I installed it.

We made mac and cheese for dinner, and watched our favorite show and played with our sweet happy boy. 

We all bathed and put on our jammies and my little boy fell asleep so peacefully on my chest in no time at all.

I had a good day.

At no point did I want to cry, and hide away. I didn't have to talk me out of hating myself. I didn't feel worthless today. Today was just good. 

I'm thankful for today, and for this break from the waves. I have been fighting for this feeling. For laying down at night without having to negotiate all of the hell my mind had traveled through during the day. I can just lay here and relish in this victory. I know I'll have more hard days to come, but this, this is so good.