Friday is my favorite day of the week. I work four days a week and get to spend Fridays home with my girls, while Brian is at work. I look forward to this day again every Sunday evening as we are preparing for the next few days ahead. We usually have way too many plans and don't get half of the stuff done we want, but it's quality time for us girls to spend together. We call these days "Mommy Day"!
Today, after playdates and other things going on the last few Fridays, I got up early with the point of cleaning bedrooms, doing laundry and going through the mounds of clothes that the girls have grown out of lately. Too much to plan in our short day together but what we get done, is done.
Kara had other plans for me today. About every ten minutes all morning, she'd have a mini-meltdown which would result in having to snuggle and rock-a-bye for ten minutes or so after. Normally, this would be great but she's still so out of sorts. What's better than rocking a baby, right? The ambition to get things done has slowly left me now. At 11:30, the rocking resulted in a sound asleep baby! While rocking my baby, thinking about all the things I should be doing, it reminded me of a picture my Mom needle pointed while she was pregnant with me, and we now have it framed and up in the girls' room. It says this:
Cleaning and Scrubbing can wait for tomorrow
for babies grow up, we've learned with our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep!
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