Every day is grand

So, I spent most of today feeling guilty. A fellow teacher said that's the job of a mom, but I can't believe that's God's plan for my life. My husband is home all day with Rowan, and when I come home if I don't have him attached at my hip the entire evening I feel like I might miss something.
Tonight I was making stuffed shells and decided to put him in the Mayan sling. So he was literally stuck to my hip. I swiffered, and pushed the sweeper around (which he loves) and looked down to find him asleep. In my quest to want him by my side after a day away, all he wanted was the warmth of my body to ease him off to sleep.

I sat down, put my head next to his mouth to smell his apple breath and sighed.
I am so blessed. I might not have the whole day, but even 5 hours is enough for him to be secure in the fact that he has my heart.