Today.

Today Mike and I dropped Grayson off at school. I had to run Mike to the courthouse because he had a meeting with the Board of Revision to get our property taxes lowered. Or as I called it, "defending our honor." I took Easton to my mom's to drop some items off and then to the post office. I was just really enjoying the morning because the weather was perfect. After our honor was sufficiently defended at the courthouse, Mike and I went to McDonalds for a large coffee with one cream and one sugar and a large unsweet iced tea. We still had some time to kill so Mike suggested we go to Walmart.

I actually hate Walmart. I find myself there more often than I care to admit, but considering it is close by and convenient, I internalize my hatred and let them take my money. We walked around a little bit, and I purchased some new makeup. Mike took Easton out to the car while I checked out.

As I was leaving the store, a couple was just ahead of me and they were moving slowly. The man moved and I saw why - they had a newborn baby in their cart. She was tucked in her carseat, and she couldn't have been more than just a few days old. They had a hard time getting the cart up and over the doorjamb without disturbing their sleeping little one. I couldn't help but smile. Been there. The mom turned around and apologized to me, and I told her she was fine. They scooted to the side of the entrance, and I could tell that she was in some pain and discomfort by the way she was walking.

She said, "I am going to let you go ahead of me. I am really moving slowly."

Again. Been there.

She looked tired, but she had that new mom glow to her. Especially in her eyes. It's funny what we moms notice about each other. I told her she was fine and that I completely understood. As I stepped out into the sunshine, I saw Mike ahead of me with Easton in his arms. I was just hit by this realization that it does get better. . Not too long ago I was just like that lady - fresh from having a baby and having a lot of pain, and being so worried about what one wrong move like hitting a doorjamb with my grocery cart would do to my baby. I told Mike when we got in the car that I wanted to find that lady and reassure her that her pain will fade and her confidence will grow and she will be a great mama to her little one.

But then we agreed she probably would think I was a little crazy. :)

That was my life lesson for today. Or probably this week. Actually most likely for the month ;)

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