He's one of the helpers.
He told me the other day that he's happy when other people are happy. And that's who he is and I love it but also hate to know he bears that curse, too.
And so I thought now was as good a time as any to journal my motherhood thoughts, on just what it's like to be the mom of a teenager. Truthfully, I think it's really funny. It makes me laugh. I don't really feel any different.
I did take a nap today and slept like I'd just given birth. Deep and healthy rest, relieved... and readying for what's still to come.
Then my five year old fell asleep in my arms tonight, unexpectedly and yet, so very right on time. I held her for a long long while.