Friends

Last night wasn't a bad night. Parley hardly cried at all. But I didn't sleep much because he was so, so hungry. I had all these big goals like write at least one thank you note, go on a walk, and make a Walmart pickup order. I did none of them. I just slept every chance I got, and I still cried a bit because it wasn't quite enough. By 4 pm, I was feeling pretty discouraged and a bit grumpy. 

That's when Eve came, shortly followed by Angel and her little daughter, Kaya. They brought me Taiwanese candy and steamed buns and a wonderful mood. I hadn't realized how much I had missed them, and it felt so good to be with them. They asked so many questions and were genuinely interested in my life. They said they missed me and wanted to see me more and asked if I needed anything at all. Kaya read lots of Parleys books. We talked about our prospectus defenses and what I missed in class and what it was like to have a natural birth and how Parley may be small for a white baby but Asian babies are often his size. 

When they left, I was still sleepy and had this massive headache that won't go away, but I felt so happy the rest of the day. It's the best thing in the world to be a mom and get to spend all my time with my boy and my wonderful husband. But it's even better to do it with friends. Real friends. I have prayed and longed for real friends most of my adulthood. And I have them! Heavenly Father is spoiling me rotten.