Dear Precious Baby,
I love looking at your sweet little face while you’re nursing. I love how your eyes roll back, like it is the best thing on earth. I love watching your little chin quiver as you drink your milk. I love how you open your eyes just a little, as though you want to make sure I am taking it all in, admiring your innocent beauty. I love how you can find my fingers to hold with your eyes closed. I love your sweet baby smell. I love that God created my body perfectly, that I can give you the nourishment you need to grow healthy and strong. I love how I feel my heartbeat when I hold you.
I love you.
I was talking to a friend this week. (You’ll figure out who you are in a minute!) She said she just doesn’t know how I do it, taking care of five children! I replied with a sigh “it is so crazy at our house!” She looked at me with a mixture of surprise and confusion, and says, “you know it’s funny how Facebook can give such a picture of your life, like it’s just all nice and peaceful all the time!” Or something like that.
Ha! The Facebook Illusion! You know what I’m talking about, don’t act like you don’t! Everyone posts all these details of their life in there, for the whole world to see! But only the good moments, right? You do, after all, want everyone to think you have the perfect life, right? We do it without even thinking about it! You don’t want to post the crazy, bad stuff! People might figure out that you’re a normal person, lol.
Like that day you were at the park, and your son, who has been potty trained forever, poops his pants! Or the day one of your kids almost killed one of the others! Or that sometimes your house is NOT spotless! Or about finding a washer full of cheese puffs at midnight, as you’re throwing in a load of whites…
Yeah, that is my Not So Facebook Life 🙂
This will probably be a short post, as the title gives you a hint as to who decides how much time I have to myself! I am writing this, sitting in my van, in our church parking lot. Why, you’re wondering? Because I am DESPARATE for the baby to get a nap! Daddy is in the church with the other four children, yes, being a brave man with three and five year old boys on a Sunday night! So thankful for a brave husband, willing to go to the front lines for his woman! Baby sister fell asleep on the way here, so I am stealing a little bit of quiet time! Going to (GASP) play on my phone now…are mommies allowed to have time for that? I guess baby will decide!