This post is about something which I’ve done every day from the day my daughter was born, almost six years ago, until now. It’s my simple pleasure.
Every evening just before I go to bed, I look in at my daughter – when she was little this was to check she was ok but now, it’s not about that at all, it’s for me. I take just a minute to watch her sleeping and then I plant a gentle kiss on her cheek. My heart bursts with love every time I do it and whilst once I wondered if it might become just routine, I know it won’t.
It’s in this moment I remind myself how blessed I am to be a parent and why the fact that I’ve shouted at her, or she’s been naughty, or I’m exhausted, really doesn’t matter.
After a tough week, this is the perfect post to make me smile. I hope it makes you smile too.