The place looks like a bomb hit it. Piles and piles of laundry – both dirty and clean – stacking like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Babies crying and taking a LOT longer to settle. It’s a marathon of running back and forth into their nursery to comfort them from the tears and trying to get them to sleep. This is life as we know it.
But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I remember my previous life where, despite there being order, predictability and freedom; There was a pang of dissatisfaction as there was still so much love to give. The feelings of desperation of wanting a family and not knowing if it was in our future. The hurt of watching time go by and thinking that maybe I had missed my boat.
During this season of love, this time of giving and reflecting on the events of the past year, I think of my many blessings.
And there are two in particular…
Fiona says
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mamagrace71 says
Thanks for reading, my dear xxx