Hope

I was talking to another mother last night of 5 children; two of whom are 15 months apart, two of whom are spaced only 11 months. I began to pick her brain a little bit about some concerns of mine, and what she had to say offered me some hope:

"It's not that hard."

Shock, then refreshment. In a world where children are often viewed as an inconvenience, I loved her light approach on rearing them. It was not hard to see that this mother was a natural.

It also got me thinking, again, that it's all about perspective. A tiny pebble, if held directly in front of the eye, can seem huge and insurmountable, nearly obstructing one's entire view. However, that same pebble, taken and cast behind one's path, is but a tiny pebble.

And on a day like today, who couldn't help but feel optimistic? Spring, we are holding out for you.

(pics from the backyard)