I have to remind myself...

At the end of the day when I feel I've accomplished nothing, I have to remind myself that three babes have been clothed and fed. I have to remind myself that though I didn't step foot in my studio, my children's minds expanded with each word I read and each page I turned. Though I skipped the gym, I carried laundry, toys, books, a baby up and down the stairs multiple times a day, everyday. I have to remind myself that kids are messy little creatures. That sometimes it's okay to just sit and let a baby sleep on my chest. And sometimes it's okay to steal a little sleep myself.  I have to remind myself to drop everything and go play outside.  That patience is hard to learn. That I should take a bath. I have to remind myself that this job is noble, even when it doesn't feel that way. That I'm not perfect. And that I should really take a bath. At the end of the day, when I feel I've accomplished nothing, I have to remind myself that three babes have been clothed and fed and fiercely loved. 

xo 

nessa dee