For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
Jeremiah 29:11
“We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. ”
Joseph Campbell
“There comes a time in your life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Forget the bad, and focus on the good. Love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don’t. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is a part of life, getting back up is living.”
Unknown
“There are only two words that will always lead you to success. Those words are yes and no. Undoubtedly, you’ve mastered saying yes. So start practicing saying no. Your goals depend on it!”
Jack Canfield
“Your worth consists in what you are and not in what you have.”
Thomas A. Edison
“Instead of giving myself reasons why I can’t, I give myself reasons why I can.”
Unknown
“Only she who attempts the absurd can achieve the impossible.”
Claire Goldberg Moses
“Nobody will think you’re somebody if you don’t think so yourself.”
African-American proverb
I’m sitting in bed. Munching on Doritos, messing around in Picasa, watching Big Bang Theory, trying to keep up with #clothdiapers chat on Twitter. And I look over to see M wiggling. He’s been asleep for about an hour, but my typing (banging, if you ask D) and munching are causing him to stir. What do I do? Feed him, stroke his forehead, and then go right back to what I was doing.
Why?
Why did I not immediately shut down the computer, stop my munching, and cuddle up with him for the night? I need the sleep. I don’t need the calories. I crave contact with him. And yet, here I am.
I’m reviewing & editing some photos from the birthday party of a friend’s little girl. I’m waiting on D to get home from work. I still need to lay out my clothes for tomorrow (Thanks FLYlady!). And I have this cool new blog that I want to write on.
Now here I sit. With one leg against his little body. Hoping I don’t wake him up again. Watching him breathe. Listening to his soft little sighs. But he starts to wriggle. And then arch his back. So I start feeding him again. And I set the computer down. And I say goodnight. Because I’m going to lie with my sleeping baby. He won’t be this little for long.