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Resting on a Monday

December 13, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

She’s eaten.

Had her diaper changed.

I doubt you want to see a photo of that!

Played on the floor.

And laughed at the cats.

She’s had her way.

But now she struggles.

Thrashing this way and that.

I know what she needs.

But she does not want to give in.

We try the high chair and the swing and the Bounce Bounce Baby entertainer.

We walk.

We sit.

We look at the the trees.

We watch the birds.

Until finally.

She’s ready to let go.

To give in.

To relax in my arms.

And rest.

Walking On, In, and Around Mondays with L.L. Barkat

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Grateful for:

Travel mercies for my husband.

Fever reducers.

Baby giggles.

Sunshine and snow.

Chocolate.

His Word.

A friend’s unspeakable gift (you know who you are, and I LYI.)

Branches that praise.

Bird ballets.

The One Who knows my every need and gives me rest.

Walking in gratitude with Ann in A Holy Experience.

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  1. Michael says

    December 13, 2010 at 2:33 pm

    breath-taking. seriously wow. the baby and the bird are beautiful.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:44 pm

      Thanks, Michael! They both bring joy to my day.

  2. L.L. Barkat says

    December 13, 2010 at 3:10 pm

    Oh, that sweet bubble of sleep on her lips 🙂

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:44 pm

      😀 I couldn’t believe I caught that–and it wasn’t an accident this time.

  3. Brenda says

    December 13, 2010 at 4:53 pm

    Such a cute kid! Beautiful pictures.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:44 pm

      Thanks, friend.

  4. Brenda says

    December 13, 2010 at 4:54 pm

    P.S. what a nice problem that somebody has to convince you to sleep and you can just sleep when you’re tired! Hope her sister is feeling better.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:45 pm

      😀 Not yet. 🙁

  5. Tanya - Lilyofthevalley says

    December 13, 2010 at 5:37 pm

    Sweet list!! I love watching babies sleep, so peaceful. 🙂

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:45 pm

      Thanks, Tanya. Nice to see you.

  6. Melissa says

    December 13, 2010 at 5:39 pm

    precious.
    precious.
    precious.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:45 pm

      😀
      😀
      😀

  7. A Simple Country Girl says

    December 13, 2010 at 6:04 pm

    Oh that bubble and those cheeks and those eyelashes…

    Blessings.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:46 pm

      And bubbles of joy to you, Darlene.

  8. Elizabeth says

    December 13, 2010 at 6:16 pm

    What a beautiful story of your day! I loved watching the progression to nap time and … rest.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:47 pm

      Thanks, Elizabeth. And it was a short-lived rest. 😉

  9. Melissa says

    December 13, 2010 at 6:42 pm

    The bubbles…I forgot. She is adorable! And the pictures of the bird ballet…they breathe worship. Thanks for sharing!

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:47 pm

      Thanks!

  10. S. Etole says

    December 13, 2010 at 6:51 pm

    You and your camera capture life so well.

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:48 pm

      Oh, Susan. That means so much coming from you. I can’t wait to get a big girl–grade school–camera to replace my baby one.

  11. deidra says

    December 13, 2010 at 7:52 pm

    I love that bubble!

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 8:48 pm

      😀 😀

  12. Lyla Lindquist says

    December 13, 2010 at 10:26 pm

    I fight the rest too.

    Perhaps I’m afraid I’ll blow a bubble like that.

    😉

    • Sandra says

      December 13, 2010 at 10:28 pm

      I think it’s fear of snoring and drool. 😉

      But oh to rest like that in our Father’s arms.

  13. Natasa says

    December 13, 2010 at 11:46 pm

    Thank you for sharing this. Blessings to you and her.

    • Sandra says

      December 17, 2010 at 11:25 am

      Thanks, Natasa! She is a precious one, she is.

  14. Cheryl Smith says

    December 15, 2010 at 11:02 am

    Perfection! LOVE the bubbles.

    • Sandra says

      December 15, 2010 at 12:54 pm

      🙂

  15. Dena Dyer says

    December 15, 2010 at 11:46 am

    So, so sweet. And how like that child I am! 🙂

    • Sandra says

      December 15, 2010 at 12:53 pm

      I want to be like that, too! The resting part. 😉

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