Our day normally starts with the baby waking my husband between 5 and 7 for a bottle of milk. At 5a.m. nobody likes to be yanked out of sleep by a baby fussing for milk, but as I stare at the photo I am reminded to be thankful for the bottle. I'm thankful that my husband's job provides for her to have the best bottles around that are even made without dangerous chemicals. That she has more than one which means her mommy can spend just a bit more time with her in the day instead of constantly having to wash the same bottle. I'm thankful for the milk. We have an endless supply. There is never a time when we can't afford milk.
Today staring at this photo I'm reminded to give thanks, but also to be silent in prayer for those less fortunate than my daughter. For children with no milk, or clean bottles. I'm thankful for the time I have been given as a stay at home mother and the opportunity to have the extra 15 minutes to load up the dishwasher with bottles.
I plan to place this photo next to my sink and attempt to remember that those little bottles don't represent time lost, but gained, and that the energy spent is just spent giving my sweet girl life! Bottles never looked so good!!!!!
