At ten minutes to eleven I'm all wrapped up in a cozy blanket. I just shared two mugs with my love: a mug of creamy tomato soup and a mug of creamy hot cocoa. So, in this blissful state, before I dim the tree lights and crawl into bed with him (after taking two Benedryl for some bizarre rash we are attributing to pregnancy) I thought I'd leave you with a gem I heard today.
Quoted by the Sunday school teacher quoting her nineteen-year-old son in Brazil:
"If you lose yourself in the work, then you won't go crazy."
I've found, upon pondering, this applies to everything, especially motherhood (the heaviest hood of all).