Denial: stuffing my almost six-month-old, 20-pound baby into his 3-6 month pajamas because I don’t want him to move up in clothing size.
Irony: when my heart is so filled with words, I can’t write.
Frustrating: (see irony)
Peace: Laying in the dark atop a colorful pink quilt, with a sleeping baby sighing on my chest and a freshly-washed toddler curled under my arm.
Grace: my life, every day.