What is it this last week, that has caused my spirits to reignite, and my mornings are clearer and the days are purposeful and productive?
Could it be that the postpartum exhaustion has finally cleared my system, and my dailies have found some sort of routine?
That the pull of caffeine is hardly there and my afternoons aren't filled with the challenge and dread of emotional failure?
That the sun is out just a little bit more as each day passes, and I am re-bonding with the sun?
That my endorphins are alive after all, recharging me after accomplishing even a small run on the treadmill we now have here at home?
Whether it's one of these things or the combination thereof, I am encouraged that I, in fact, am finally thriving, and not just surviving, being a mama of four.