A million little things.

"When you think you're not happy with your life,
Just remember -
Someone else is happy simply because you exist."

This really hit home for me. Some days I am down and feeling gloomy because of trials that I am currently going through, and just wondering why I was giving two little beauties to live for and everything is so god damn complicated. The purpose of this life isn't to live for yourself. It is to love, be loved in return, learn, and teach. Everyone can look at the same thing, but see something completely different. And that's what we need to remember.

My babies love me unconditionally. Just the way I love them. I have a hard time with the fact that I don't have the money to have Nickelodeon, Cartoon Network, ect.. They are happy to cuddle with their Mama and watch Qubo. They don't care if we eat mac and cheese, or top-a-ramen for dinner. They just want to share a conversation about butterflies and aliens across the dinner table and watch their Mommy run for the towel when they spill an entire cup of milk on my paperwork. They wouldn't mind not having gas to drive some place. Jackson would rather put his helmet on and ride his bike, Jentri in her stroller, and Mama walking behind them with the sun beaming down on us three. They squeel in excitement (and sleep like angels!) when I let them sleep in my bed. (Even after the last time of me waking up sopping wet with pee and saying in a quiet voice "Ugh... seriously Jax... No more sleeping with me!") They tell me I am so beautiful when I have no make up on and have been crying all night.

"Love ain't nothing big. It is a million little things."

They don't care about the world.
They just love their Mama for all of the little things that no one else in the world notices.
And I don't care about the world.
I just love my babies for all the little things they do that make the love in my heart BIG.