The other day I was sitting on the floor by my bed while the kids were jumping onto it.
Esther crawled off, stood in front of me with her belly relaxed and her cheeks puffed under her eyes, and looked at me, locked right on my eyes.
I looked back at hers and felt a pulse of something straight to my center and down to my toes. A physical feeling. Love, connection, vulnerability, all those things.
In those moments we were entirely present, enough to exchange a split second something that felt surprisingly important.
A reminder maybe, that they see me. More than I think.
Or that I see them. That I am really present, really listening, and that they are too. Even just for that moment. I wonder if it lights them up inside like it does for me. Hyrum often wraps me in a hug when I look him in the eyes, like a core reaction to feeling seen.
It’s a powerful thing to let ourselves be really present with others. Love, connection, vulnerability, all those things. Even just a simple recognizing, acknowledging, and BEING SEEN. It’s powerful.
Have you noticed how much more content others seem when we look them in the eyes? (kids and spouse included). When we really SEE them?
Not in passing, not in prodding, not in asking, just when the option is there?
It’s a beautiful thing, and one I want to do more of.
#mamanotes