So the hard thing is when the baby wakes up early, nurses and falls back to sleep in bed with you. Do you risk it and try and put them back in their own bed? No way. I usually just pile up the pillows while I take care of the other kids and get them off to school. This morning I went back in to check on him and he had moved into this position from his original spot under the covers. At least now he stops when he sees the edge of the bed coming. Am I too careless? or is it just obvious he is the #4 child.
On Monday we were haing FHE with some friends. The kids left the room to play after eating their treat and a few minutes passed before Marlo came running in to tell me that Teac was crying because he bumped his head on the box. I asked "is there was any blood- no, is he really hurt- not really, well if he wants some sympathy he is welcome to come in here." She left and no body came. A few more minutes passed and Marlo came again. "Zoe bonked her head on the door while we were playing around." "Is there any blood?- no, is she going to be ok?- well, probably, ok, well, if she would like some sympathy she is welcome to come in here." Thankfully that was the last head injury of the evening. Am I just too callous? I think that night I was just too tired. I had the baby on my lap and no husband home from work yet.
Sometimes we muse about what it would be like if the other of us left (died). I think about how hard it would be. I want to say I couldn't do it... but that's not true. I wouldn't like it, it would be really hard, and I would be terribly lonely, but I could do it. Maybe if I keep that attitude the Lord will keep it from happening.