I often crawl into bed wondering how I managed to survive the day.  I often wake up praying for the strength and patience to manage another day.  Then there are moments that make all the frustrations and annoyances of my days so worth it.

My favorite moment in time is sitting in the recliner (“daddy’s chair” as the Aidan calls it) nursing Caitlin, listening to the boys laughing and playing with their father.  I close my eyes savoring every minute of it… the warmth of Caitlin’s body next to mine, the pure joy in the children’s laughter, and the sounds of enjoyment coming from William as he chase them for tickles.   So short lived are these moments.  Before I know it Caitlin won’t be nursing anymore and the boys will be too old for tickles.  At least I’ll always have my memories of these cherished moments in time.

Life’s little joys are the most precious to me.

Of course, a moment of peace and quiet is treasured as well.  It’s extremely treasured.  😀