As I sit at the kitchen table typing the blog, I can hear
Tony in the babies’ room moving the antique rocker back and forth in rhythm.
He’s got a little girl in a pink sleep sack curdled up on his shoulder; she’s
great at playing possum and then popping those eyes open as soon as her head
hits the mattress. Everyone has taken a shift rocking and soothing tonight in
an effort to get those kiddos to sleep. It just seems that all they want to do
is snuggle and cuddle, and to be honest, if I could go to work with both of
them strapped to me, I would.
Then I think, in a few months, they’ll be too big to scoop
them both up at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, I will be asking
them to come and sit on my lap and give me a hug and they will be the ones too
preoccupied to rush to my side. I know that day will come far sooner than I am
prepared for. So, to get us through this clingy baby phase, I remind Tony that
one day his little girl won’t fit snuggled up on his shoulder- a sad reality.


I sign off tonight to hop in bed early so I can make it out
the door in the morning and back to reality. If you are a prayerful person, I
would appreciate a quick prayer for our family tomorrow; thank you in advance.
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