Gotta be frank. I’m pretty lazy. I like things to be easy, and oddly, in the Christian walk, that which seems hard is usually easier. Like, it’s easier to be kind. It might be hard in the moment, but if forestalls so much drama.

I’m lazy. I would rather pour myself into my kids and prevent difficulties than go to loggerheads with them and create hours ~ or maybe days ~ of histrionics.

Sometimes I forget how innately lazy I am and I get into it with my people. Then, I have so much work to undo that which I have done. But if I’m kind, and moderate and empathetic in my responses - well, just less work.

I was a bit like that with babies. It was just easier to hold them and wear them and carry them and nurse them than to constantly be attending to their needs, back and forth, back and forth. Plus, they smell good, so another bonus for me, if I hold them close.

And, another factor of my self serving existence…the babies held close and tenderly help me a) have happier babies and b) help me have less regrets.

Mamas….you will never regret loving more and stressing less.