These photos were taken on Mother's Day. I just didn't notice them until today.
I love the direct, no-nonsense look of Sian's countenance in contrast to the blissful dreaming smile on her daughter's face.
Notice the dumpy, exasperated look of Rai Min compared to the contented satisfaction of her sleeping, snuggled ram lambs.
Mothers-you've been there! At least I have. The following is an excerpt I found in my devotional on Sunday morning. It offers some perspective for those difficult days of being a parent.
Beatitudes for Parents-by Marion E. Kinneman
Blessed are those who make peace with spilled milk and mud, for of such is the kingdom of childhood. Blessed is the parent who engages not in the comparison of his child with others, for precious unto each is the rhythm of his own growth. Blessed are those who have learned to laugh, for it's the music of a child's world. Blessed and mature are those who without anger can say "No," for comforting to a child is the security of firm decisions. Blessed is the gift of consistency, for it brings heart's-ease in childhood. Blessed are they who accept the awkwardness of growth, for they are aware of the choice between marred furnishings and damaged personalities. Blessed are the teachable, for knowledge brings understanding and understanding brings love. Blessed are the men and women, who in the midst of the unpromising mundane, give love, for they bestow the greatest of all gifts to each other, to their children, and -in an ever-widening circle- to their fellowmen."