I tip toed out of Sophie's bedroom after hearing her snoring thinking what I would give to have an evening to myself?
Although she slept at 10pm, I'm thankful that tonight wasn't a tearful night.
So I kick back, boiled some hot water, made myself and Alexis a cup of milo and slowly savored my egg tarts from KFC and wrote this entry.
Reminding myself that when there are days when she's more difficult, I got to trust that God is in control of my situation. Although motherhood is tough, Sophie is God's precious gift to me and Alexis. That while the laundry pile gets higher and higher, the floor's not mopped and the dishes not washed, I'll gladly give it all in exchange to see Sophie light up my life with her smile, her laughter, her giggles.
A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for.
How can you not love this face?