Last week was rough for me. I found myself overthinking things, impatient, easily frustrated, and struggling with motherhood. I mostly just felt like I was run down and going through the motions, which is the worst way to move through life. I’m sure, if you’re human, you’ve been there before too (maybe not the motherhood part, but you know what I mean).

And then Sunday evening arrived and something happened that shifted my focus. Something that I could have easily overlooked. As I sat on the couch nursing my baby, I gazed around our messy living room and my heart swelled. Our Christmas tree and mantle twinkled with lights, The Polar Express was on TV, the fireplace warmed the room, and toy trucks littered the floor where my husband and toddler played. I grabbed my phone to take a picture of that moment so I could remember it always. That little moment. That moment that most days would have passed me by and been lost. This time it changed so much.

It reminded me that no matter how lonely motherhood may feel or how overwhelming the holidays can seem, I am beyond blessed in this season of life. And these little moments are everything. They are quiet and simple and unplanned. But they are filled with so much love and safety for my boys.

Since Sunday, I’ve gone back to this picture numerous times and my hope is that it will also remind you to soak up these little moments. They don’t require fancy food or elaborate gifts. They just require our time and the people we love. After all, these little moments are what the Christmas season is all about. Slow down and you will find them in unexpected places. And then, cherish them.

Love, Jessica