Insights

Not too long ago I had the thought that life would quickly become busier and one way that I might maintain some level of sanity and cordiality would be to write down thoughts, impressions, and frustrations in my journal. I just had a few extra moments and wanted to share what I wrote tonight.
Rachel is 11 days old. I love this time of counting by days, not months, or years. Maybe it's because I know that life will get crazier as our kids grow up.
But today I am cherishing the moment. I just put Devin down to bed. I still rock him in the rocking chair before naps and bedtime as he drinks his bottles, (even though he doesn't really 'fit'.) I highly value that time with him, especially now that he feels competition with his sister for my attention. I thoroughly love his long eyelashes, blue eyes and poignant gaze as he looks up at me while slurping away at his bottle and I hum "I love to see the Temple" and "You're the end of the Rainbow." I love my precious boy!
Rachel is resting on her pink bouncy seat on the table. She fell asleep sucking on her binky and looking at the light. I LOVE how babies love the light. Devin did and so does Rachel. She stares at it and I wonder if it reminds her of where she just came from.
Rachel is fussing-one last quick thing-Bryce chased Devin around on our new couch after dinner in the five minutes before he had to run off to a meeting. My heart rejoiced in their laughter. Precious, precious moments!