Today has been one of those days where I look around our cramped apartment at the piles growing higher and higher. I can't ever seem to catch up on the laundry, let alone put it away. I don't think the cats have been brushed in months and I just noticed a lone Christmas decoration still hanging up.
But I don't care. Instead I played with my baby girl all day long. I watched as her little feet danced in the jumper. I watched as she rolled from one side of the carpet and ended up under the chair...when did she become so mobile? The constant nagging in my brain telling me to go clean the bathroom and to make the bed became quieter. I'll never have these moments with Everdeen again. Each day she changes and grows and if I don't stop and take it in I'll miss it.
I can see the light layer of dust on the TV stand and the carpet desperately needs to be vacuumed, but it can wait. It will all get done eventually ...probably during the next round of naps or after Everdeen has been tucked in for the night. But for now I just want to be the two of us...while her little hand still fits in mine.