Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Remember when

You went to download the last of your week's photographs, only to discover some 15 blurry shots of you sleeping, mid afternoon + 22 of your chubby faced child playfully sticking his tongue out at his brother, the impromptu photographer who, while clearly protesting the designed nap hour in lieu of something a bit more daring - unearthed his Mother's camera and snapped without abandon while she slept soundly through the whole adventure.

And so you smiled, deleting every one. And then paused, upon realizing just how true one certain image had defined your day. For you were in fact exhausted. 7 months pregnant and counting on those naps. Even when it meant two boys like sprightly little mice, ran amuck around their household while you did.


6 comments:

  1. I'm glad you didn't delete all of them. The sentiment is priceless. You'll love reading this post years from now.

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