did some laundry
and cleaned my bedroom. Okay, I cleaned my bedroom, she watched a movie.
(This might not seem like a huge deal to you, but you should have seen it before I cleaned it. Believe me. Amy can vouch for me. There is no "before" picture for a reason.)
Last night I prayed, yet again, to "be a little better and do a little better tomorrow." So this morning I woke up and played with Macy and cleaned my room. We talked and laughed and had quality mommy/daughter time. I felt better, emotionally, than I have in a long time.
As Macy helped me fold the socks, she asked me, "Is it fun to be a mom?"
And today, I didn't hesitate to say yes.