The Chair

 It is an ugly beast! I have tried everything to convince my husband to get rid of it! It doesn’t go with anything in my house! Did I mention I hate it!?!?! Well, I guess hate is a strong word. Now it has sort of grown on me. You see it is the chair I use to rock my precious baby to sleep in every night. It is the chair I used to nurse him all those sleepless nights his 1st 5 months. It is the chair where as I rock Wit to sleep I ponder over my day, where I could have been more patient as a mother, what methods worked, and what did not. It is the chair where many prayers are said over my family, for Wit and his milk allergy, for Mia when she had the stomach flu so bad she lost 6 pounds in 3 days, and for Sadie when she throws one of her epic temper tantrums. So I guess you could say the chair and I have made peace for now.