I'm running on empty.

To be honest? I’m running on almost empty these days. My Apple Watch says I average 4.5 hours of sleep a night 💤 (which is actually pretty good when you consider everyone in our house has passed colds back and forth for the last month)

And then the baby giggles a big gummy grin after fighting him into his PJs.

Or the toddler has the best time dancing with you and her sloth in the lobby before Speech Therapy.

So yes, it’s heaven when I feel rested, relaxed, pulled together.

But, these little glimmers in the frustrating and mundane remind me that there us joy in pouring yourself out, even when you don’t feel filled up.