it's good

Life is full, both of distractions and the regular splendor.  I wish I had time to document our doings.  All I've got is this little piece of magic here, and boy am I grateful for this baby. 

She drains me in every way possible, but her smiles recharge my spirit and give strength to my weary bones.  My only friend who is crazy enough to have four kids even closer in age than my own said once that her job is simply to keep her children alive.  I figured that was some hyperbole.  Well, I am discovering here first hand that... yeah, she exaggerated a little bit.  But only a precious little bit!  Just keeping us fed, uninjured, and where we need to be is a tall order, and it doesn't always happen.  If someone gets a bath here or there, that's a bonus.  I don't care what feminists say, stay-at-home-moming is not for the faint of heart!  This is the real deal, folks, and it's tough.  But I love it.  Especially right now while all the kids sleep. =)