I’m not going to lie. There has been a lot of not the best things happening around here. From the illnesses and the teething and the cold weather and the tick bite, it hasn’t been a banner couple of weeks in my forever home. Finding the silver lining has been necessary lately, and it hasn’t necessarily always been easy.
Today required no such effort. Today, joy came to me in a way I wasn’t expecting in a moment I wasn’t expecting it.
My dear grandma was here again this afternoon helping tend to Carter so my forever mom could rest her ailing self. She and mom were talking about something that sounded unpleasant waiting for Carter to fall asleep for his nap when it happened.
I watched as mom frantically grabbed for her mom’s hand and put it on her stomach. At first I didn’t get it. Then I remembered, almost in the same moment as grandma felt it.
The baby! My new little person was reportedly doing all kinds of somersaults and other acrobatics throughout the day today and at that moment, my grandma got to be the first person to feel the action (other then mom, obviously).
There was something special about it I couldn’t quite put my paw on at first. I know mom was relieved because she had worried so much about any medicines she’d been taking (so she saw movement as a good sign). I’m sure grandma felt a similar sense of relief by proxy (I know I did).
There was more to it than that, though. And it took me a bit to realize what it was. I will never know or understand what it’s like to be a mom, but in that moment, I think I witness motherhood coming full circle.
My mom was sharing a special moment with her mom that only moms can really share together.
I was just happy to be there to see it all unfold. Especially given all the not-so-great things that have been happening around here lately. Sure, they all have their very own silver linings. But the challenges also have an inherent power to make those moments of real, unadulterated joy that much more meaningful.