By Heather O.
The biggest confirmation that there is a God is when your husband is out of town again and you are at your wit’s end with your children and your house and your crazy dog and you think that you can not possibly handle another minute alone with the children, one of whom kept you up all night with croup and bouts in a steamy bathroom and the other who woke up screaming about needing a drink of water which woke the baby up after you had finally settled her down after 5 hours of trying to get her to relax and you are trying to function on a cumulative 6 hours of sleep over the course of 2 days and you wonder if you have enough energy to make it through the rest of the day and then your children do something so amazing, so wonderful, so unbelievably cute, like the 6 year old reading ‘Alexander who used to be rich last Sunday’ to his 10 month old sister who waves at the book every time the words “Goodbye, 12 cents” are said and they snuggle and laugh together that you genuinely reconsider throwing them out the window and running for dear life and decide that you love them deeply after all.
Seriously. Only divine intervention can explain it.
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