Everything Has to be Deliberate These Days

These are the days where both if us are hungry for the little acts of love, both those completed without much thought and those carefully planned, performed by the other throughout each day. We are each consumed by a thousand daily tasks brought on by our new addition to our family--me with the near 24/7 task of caring for Jefferson and Barney with almost full responsibility for the care of George and Olivia. Add to this our general and persistent sleep deprivation, our continued and steady workload, and our plates ate beyond full. We have both reached places where we need nothing more than moral and physical support from our partner, soul mate, and best friend. The trouble is that we have do little left over to give and almost no time in which to give it. What we do give is, has to be, very deliberate and is almost always a sacrifice in some way. I can't speak for Barney, but I know that I treasure these offerings more than any extravagant present that he might bestow. I hope he feels the same, as those comforts have been an anchor in this chaotic time.