A mama's gotta do what a mama's gotta do. As my pregnancy progresses my dogs have gotten needier. They know things are changing and they need reassurance, love, and lots of attention. Add in the last few days where I have been exhausted and running a little low on what I can give, combined with one sick pup and a stormy night and that's where the it goes from mama thought to mama instinct.
Luckily I had taken a little time for myself yesterday in between work and renewed my energy a bit. So when I was awoken at 1 am with a terrified, unwell dog trying to tunnel through the bathroom I had plenty of reserves to respond. And when all the usual supports did not help her I still had reserves to try more things. Then when my other dog decided she was uneasy and needing attention too even though storms do not tend to bother her, I had a reserve for her too. In the end, if mama has to sleep on the basement couch so that one fur-baby can hide from the storm, the other fur-baby can snuggle in and be held, and the womb-baby and mama can get some sleep then that is what is going to happen.
I'm grateful to have rebuilt my reserves and energy yesterday. I'm grateful to have gotten to bed a little early to help cushion the time spent awake. I'm grateful for my sweet fur-babies. I'm grateful for the mama instinct and good ideas that allowed me to be there for them while still getting some sleep for myself. I'm grateful to do what I've gotta do to nurture each of our needs. I'm grateful for the passing of the storm this morning, or at least a short break. I'm grateful to wake ready to start this new day. And I'm grateful that both dogs seem content at the moment.
When was a time that you were proud of your instincts or ideas? When did you step up and help someone while still taking care of yourself?
May today bless us with loving instincts. May we learn a balance of giving and receiving. Have a beautiful day!
Luckily I had taken a little time for myself yesterday in between work and renewed my energy a bit. So when I was awoken at 1 am with a terrified, unwell dog trying to tunnel through the bathroom I had plenty of reserves to respond. And when all the usual supports did not help her I still had reserves to try more things. Then when my other dog decided she was uneasy and needing attention too even though storms do not tend to bother her, I had a reserve for her too. In the end, if mama has to sleep on the basement couch so that one fur-baby can hide from the storm, the other fur-baby can snuggle in and be held, and the womb-baby and mama can get some sleep then that is what is going to happen.
I'm grateful to have rebuilt my reserves and energy yesterday. I'm grateful to have gotten to bed a little early to help cushion the time spent awake. I'm grateful for my sweet fur-babies. I'm grateful for the mama instinct and good ideas that allowed me to be there for them while still getting some sleep for myself. I'm grateful to do what I've gotta do to nurture each of our needs. I'm grateful for the passing of the storm this morning, or at least a short break. I'm grateful to wake ready to start this new day. And I'm grateful that both dogs seem content at the moment.
When was a time that you were proud of your instincts or ideas? When did you step up and help someone while still taking care of yourself?
May today bless us with loving instincts. May we learn a balance of giving and receiving. Have a beautiful day!
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