Five Minute Friday: I feel the most loved when...

It is time for Five Minute Friday once again! Each week I fall in love all over again with this challenge that the fabulous gypsy mama hosts on her blog. The rules are simple, she gives a topic and you have five minute to write. Sounds easy but it isn't! No censoring, no editing, no worries. (Yes, let's pretend we all write with no worries, shall we?)

I feel the most loved when …

I’m the first to admit I am extremely critical of my parenting choices. Going to college to become a Child Life Specialist will do that to a girl. Being shown every single way to be detrimental to each developmental stage is a good tool for someone working with chronically and terminally ill children, but maybe not so much so for a momma who thinks perfection is the only road down which she can ever be allowed to walk.

I feel most loved when I let go, embrace my faults, ah no, celebrate my faults even and allow others to let me. Be loved that is. When I can honestly drink in a compliment handed to me and not reply to it with something incredibly unappealing about another area of my life. When Sookie stretches her little arms around my neck and squeezes me for dear life, I’m given my proof all of this mommahood business is not comprised of stress, worry, and anxiety. I feel most loved when I’m living up to what I know is my best self. When I can celebrate my life in it’s own scope and not drown my sorrows in envy for others.

And done...

When do you feel the most loved?