sweet moments . . .
perfect pink skin. ten tiny toes. beautiful curious eyes that you could stare at forever.
perfect pink skin. ten tiny toes. beautiful curious eyes that you could stare at forever.
sometimes motherhood can be so hard. so tiring. so demanding. sometimes (more than sometimes) i want to stay in bed ~ hide from the day. there are times (i admit) i long to wake up to silence. sometimes motherhood can be so hard.
sometimes we can’t see the beauty in motherhood. sometimes we can’t see past the crying and constantness that motherhood demands from us. sometimes we can’t see the beauty in ten sweet baby toes.
but time goes so so so so so so (I can’t type enough so’s) . . .FAST! i remember when i was counting my sweet baby’s toes for the first time and on wednesday, he will be 12.
oh, sweet mama, hold you baby, count her toes, whisper love and comfort in his ear, savor these precious baby moments . . .
perfect pink skin. ten tiny toes. beautiful curious eyes that you could stare at forever.
sometimes motherhood can be so hard. so tiring. so demanding. sometimes (more than sometimes) i want to stay in bed ~ hide from the day. there are times (i admit) i long to wake up to silence. sometimes motherhood can be so hard.
sometimes we can’t see the beauty in motherhood. sometimes we can’t see past the crying and constantness that motherhood demands from us. sometimes we can’t see the beauty in ten sweet baby toes.
but time goes so so so so so so (I can’t type enough so’s) . . .FAST! i remember when i was counting my sweet baby’s toes for the first time and on wednesday, he will be 12.
oh, sweet mama, hold you baby, count her toes, whisper love and comfort in his ear, savor these precious baby moments . . .
