Steve has these old Amy Grant Cd's in the car and this song brings back memories but has such new meaning as it talks about a mother. As a kid I never thought being a mom was that hard, except the cooking and cleaning my mom did. She was as I am now in charge of everyones schedules, where they were going, what we were eating, knowing how we were feeling.
What a job! I often wonder why God allows us to be responsible for another human without some sort of interview process or a chart that says we are able to take ourselves first and then we should have kids.
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