In a week that has been full of abundance for me, there have been a few friends who have suffered deep losses. I want to take a moment here to acknowledge them, their loved ones, their strength, and I know that their life abundance will somehow shore them up through this difficult time.
My son swims in a petri dish of germs, five days a week. This is also known as preschool. He’s run the gamut of colds, coughs, fever, bugs, and it feels like he’s caught every single virus known to man since November (why yes, I’ve been known to exaggerate). 10 days ago, his body was so hot, I could have cooked an egg on his head. Four days, and three doctor visits later, he was diagnosed with an ear infection.
Three days ago, he hacked up a lung (see note about exaggeration). The coughing was non-stop. All day. All night. There was no sleep to be had. Another doctor’s visit, and it’s bronchitis, thanks to the ear infection. There is barfing from the coughing. An abundance of half-digested food all down my pants. Thanks very much, the powers to be. Thank you. Can my child please be well again? For longer than a week if possible?
With fingers crossed behind my back, I wished for an abundance of good health for my children. I would also like to sleep for a week (this time, I am not exaggerating).
Life is funny isn’t it? You work and work, then you wait and wait. And nothing. You move on to something else, and put it to the back of your mind.
Perhaps it was my frantic finger and toe crossing for things to turn around. Maybe it was just timing or good fortune, or that the stars aligned, or a unicorn just glitter farted all over me.
I’ve been accepted into the team for a site I’ve been wanting to write for since January (details to come when they come). The working and waiting? Well worth it.
Little Love Media has four new clients, just this month alone (OMGswamped), and I have a project in the works I’m so excited about.
I received these beautiful items from Karen Walrond of Chookooloonks because I was the lucky winner of her birthday giveaway.
My second post at Mamalode about play is published today, and I get to display this awesome badge. (Will you go visit me there? It’s a post I really love.)
I even managed a quiet half hour for tea time during the week.
But of course, as I sit here and try to fully grasp my good fortune (listing it down seems to make it more real), my inner bitch tells me that a) I really shouldn’t brag and b) so what, that’s not really awesome.
My inner bitch needs to be bitch slapped. Why is it so hard for us to own our awesomeness? What is it that keeps us from wanting and doing more? Why do we we think we don’t deserve the accolades that come? Why do we deny ourselves our abundance? Then I read this stunning piece from Arnebya of What Now And Why recapping BlogHer. Please, if you read anything this week, read her post, Ignition. Read it three times like I did. Then share it everywhere.
Thank you, Arnebya, for reminding me to own my awesome (and abundance) and to believe in myself.
How has your August been so far?