These days, I often remind myself of eventually...
Eventually our oldest will be potty-trained.
Eventually our twins will sleep through the night.
Eventually our babies will communicate specifically what they want.
Eventually our oldest will not use a passie.
Eventually our oldest will remember that she likes sweet potatoes, chicken, elk, chili, broccoli and many more foods she devoured as a baby, but is now convinced that she doesn't like.
Eventually...
Eventually...
Eventually...
Everything we work on every day, all the seeds I plant every day -- ALL DAY every day will eventually take root and change, growth, and eventuallies will occur.
And... sometimes it is short-term -- as it was last night...
eventually this baby will fall asleep.
Be it 7, 8, 9, 10, 11... or later... eventually this baby will fall asleep.
...
And the truth is, eventually this baby will not need to be rocked to sleep...
Eventually this baby will not want to be rocked to sleep...
Eventually this baby will not fit in my arms...
Eventually this baby will not be a baby anymore.
Eventually...
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