What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Things I love about nursing:

~the deep-throated contentment moans Adele' makes when she is on the brink of milk utopia

~floppy, bendable ears available for play

~they way she folds her hands together while she nurses. Almost always.

~the way babies "need it" like, yesterday, but the moment they latch on~all is forgiven.

~legs curled into a ball

~baby breaths and Mama breaths becoming one

~it allows you those brief moments of stroking the deliciously rolled and wrinkled baby necks that are normally hidden. And maybe taking a nibble, or two.

~baby milk breathe

~they way her eyes roll back in her head as her eyelids get heavy...that, to me, is the look of sheer bliss.

~a totally dependent little being, and me-being able to provide what she needs.

~curling corners of a baby mouth-smiling, but not big enough to let go of the loot.

~finger paths woven among baby wisps on top of the softest, roundest head you've ever felt.

~Being able to give her something no one else can.
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