Eyes

Carter has been whiny this past week. Almost everything has been a struggle and he pitched a fit every single time he didn't get his way. I even told Theo one day this week that I was jealous he was going to work. He laughed in this "I told you so" kind of way but he was trying to lighten the mood. Olivia gave me some relief this week because I could finally put her down without crying but yesterday, she cried a lot more and wanted to nurse every minute of the day. But such is the life of a stay at home mom I suppose. Not all moments are good. In fact, right now, I'm certain I smell like soured milk, my hair, once pulled back in a neat pony tail now looks like I stuck my finger in a light socket, and I'm sure I've leaked breastmilk on my nursing bra!

But just when I wonder if I can really do this after all, I see Olivia asleep


and I look up at Carter with his beautiful brown eyes and those eyelashes that I would seriously pay good money for.




I take a deep breath, say a quick prayer, and realize I am truly blessed.