Take a moment . . .

Things that make me tired (or I'm tired of):

- the smell of baby vomit milk on my shirt

- having to wrench my body around to replace a pacifier I'm ready to be rid of

- that final high pitch that says "this baby has had enough -- get over here NOW"

- finding cat vomit in the floor again

- a poopy diaper that has been left on a dirty bum for too long

- remembering I left the bouncy chair outside now that it's pitch black and knowing it will be wet tomorrow

- having to pump every time the girl doesn't have enough patience for let down

- dirty diapers that I forget to take immediately to the pail (shaking my head at myself)

- the worn out feeling that accompanies 8:30p.m. every night when it used to be more like midnight

Things that make it all WORTH WHILE:

- the color of the blue bahama ocean staring back at me from a 7 month old

- warm soft fur on my arm and the gentle rumble of a purr

- baby laughter . . . really the feeling of joy that follows can only come from God

- two little arms that only want mommy

- a grin that can light up the darkest of rooms and the farthest place in my heart

- singing "Good morning to you" (thanks mom) and getting a smile every time

- the wild excitement that emerges at the thought of walking just a few short steps

- contented sighs (of animal, husband, or baby origin)

- the blessed feeling that accompanies 8:30p.m. every night that fills my heart, brings a tear, and reminds me why every hard day is worth every minute

Sometimes it means everything to just take a moment . . . . .