If only time stood still

Sometimes I wonder if I should be spending my time packing, cleaning my house, or doing the countless things a mother and housewife does instead of holding Jessa in my arms as we rock back and forth as she sleeps. I put her down and the poor angel wakes up she is my Velcro baby and while many tell me I need to train her to be on her own; I really wouldn't want it any other way. Whenever I think about how much I could be doing and what I am doing instead just feels right and happy. The words of this song pop into my head: let them be little cause they're only that way for a while. Give them love everyday. Let em cry let em giggle let em sleep in the middle oh but let them be little. I know Jessa won't always fit so cozily in my arms or nestled in my side and so I'll let her be little while the dishes pile up and the dust becomes visible.