Four children is definitely a lot. A lot of permission slips to sign, math worksheets to check, doctors appointments to make, goodnight kisses to bestow. It’s a lot of people to feed, dress, bathe, worry about, and love, especially when one of those four children takes 45 minutes to eat and eats every 2 1/2 to 3 hours.
No doubt about it, life with four kids is hectic, a barely controlled crazy train.
Moments of peace are few and far between, but every once in a while, the sun comes streaming through the window and bathes that littlest of my children in a gentle glow.
All the to do lists melt away and I’m left gazing in hormonal teary wonder at the miracle of those little toes and little fingers. I take the time to breathe her in, to cradle her tiny hand in mine, to stare back into her questing gaze.
Four children is a lot, but I wouldn’t wish away any of the crazy train. The chaos and the peace, even when the peace can only be found in the deep dark stillness before dawn, are all part of a beautiful whole.