Every bottle is clean and ready.
All of the laundry is folded and put away.
Every primary-colored piece of furniture in the house is freshly swabbed and dry.
All things chewy, squeaky, crinkly, rattly, squishy, squashy, clacky and boing-y are resting quietly.
The baby has been fed, burped, bathed and changed.
There are no dishes in the sink, no newspapers on the table, no crumbs or beds or empty ice trays needing attention.
There is only this moment. This shining, perfect moment.
Nobody move!
Sally Bacchetta - Freelance Writer
Freelance Writer
Parenting
Motherhood
January 15, 2006
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