When I had my first baby, I watched as she slept and listened to her sighs. No one else was in the house and the days were quiet. While I gazed at her, there was a list of things in my head that should be done. Sometimes there was even a list sitting on the table. So, I would get up and do something.
Now there are four kids and the house is a noisy, busy place. I don’t have as many opportunities to quietly stare at this new little one. When I do, I drink her in. There are still things that need to be done. But I gaze at her peacefully, knowing that this is at the top of the list.
While I don’t feel like I must get to the laundry, getting a photograph is another story. I have found my quiet times with our baby interrupted with thoughts of, “Maybe I could get that picture of her hand now…”