In my arms

I feel a lot like I’m failing at life most days. The house is a mess and I always seem to be trying to catch up on something. But underneath it all, I know I’m winning at the the things that really matter. My boys are fed, clean and most of all, know how deeply and forever loved they are. Even the littlest one.

XO,

B

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Your dad is away.
There are
dishes in the sink
in the dishwasher
on the floor.
But here you are, in my arms.

Your brothers are at school.
There is
laundry in the hamper
in the dryer
on the floor.
But here you are, in my arms.

Everyone else is asleep.
I could lay you down
in your cot
in your swing
on the floor.
But here you are, in my arms.

The world turns so fast.
These moments fly away.
A second.
A day.
A week.
But here you are, in my arms.

You will be small for so little time.
Then you will be off to explore.
Finding your feet.
Making your voice heard.
Exploring your world.
But, right now, you are here in my arms.
Dishes will wait.
Laundry will wait.
I could ask you to wait.
But time never will.
So rest close to me for now.
For as long as you will.
Here, my son, in my arms.

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