I recently read an article about how having children has a greater negative impact on overall happiness than does the death of a spouse. This makes me think two things: 1) That's because no one else got to marry Kris Bell, and 2) This can only be true during the horror that is the first year of parenthood. Right? Chronically sleep deprived people are not happy people.
I can honestly say that I have never been happier than I am right now.
On Monday, Eden had her first ever gymnastics class. She grinned the entire time and consistently needed a reminder to wait her turn. She was just so excited.
Me? I grinned the whole time too. I could not take my slightly watery eyes off of this amazing little creature and her donkey kicks. How is it that no one ever told me that the greatest happiness in life is in watching your children do something they love?