Through the sweet little smile, the cottony soft hair, the precious little feet, the cutey little boo-boo face heaven on Earth is found in the precious offspring God gave to us. It's so easy to give all I've got to attend to every little need. Nursing, changing, bathing, rocking, reading, singing, sleeping a little bit and starting it all over again the next morning. It's been going on like this for the past 5 months. I have also been weaving in working, blogging, homeschooling, cooking, cleaning, and shopping. At the end of each day I check off the list of "what needs to be done," and over and over again I forget about me. 

I start the day with the resolve of doing something for me, but I end it with feeling satisfied that I've done everything for the little guy and everyone else. Trying to find time for me has become a chore in itself.