Welcome to a mostly wordless Wednesday. For me, that means I'll limit myself to a paragraph.
It's incredible how a simple act can drive a point home. Laundry has been primarily my responsibility for some time, and doing the first load of the boys' clothes gave me great pause. As I loaded that first washerfull, I said to myself "This is the first load of laundry I'm doing for my boys. I'll do a thousand more over the years, but this one is the first." It seemed poignant at the time. Seeing some of the (flippin' adorable) clothes hanging in the closet drove the point home further and I had to snap a photo. How strange and tiny they seem hanging there. My pulse quickens when I look at them, a mixture of excitement and nervousness threatening to boil over in a frothy mess of panic and unmitigated joy. Soon now...very, very soon.
(I lied--NEXT post will be about what the doctor said)