A couple years ago, just about the time my daughter started to crawl, a close friend asked me over the phone how I was doing.  My reply was full of complaints about how crazy the day had been and how I’d gotten nothing done.

She graciously listened and gently said, “You fed your daughter today, right? Multiple times even?  I bet you nursed her several times and attempted solids at least once. And how many diapers have you changed today? Did you smile at her today?  Did you change her clothes when her diaper exploded?  Did you put her down for her naps?  Did you manage to get a little bit of food into your own mouth?” “Well, of course,” I replied.

“Then you have done much more than nothing,” she reminded me.

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