I just posted this on Instagram, but I wanted to remember it so I will blog about it also.
Sometimes in situations like this I find myself thinking about how much is not being accomplished. But then I think about what IS being accomplished. I know these moments are fleeting. They already are. So, my arm hurts and my list is not getting accomplished, but my heart is happy because I get to cuddle my son this afternoon.
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