That is the Bible verse I came across last night. It got me thinking about what it is that occupies my mind on a daily basis. Ever since I became a mom, my thoughts look something like this:
Why isn't Ryan sleeping? All he has done today is cry. He must be sick.
Why is Ryan sleeping so much today? I better wake him up, or he'll be up all night!
Ryan hasn't had a poopy diaper all day. Is he getting enough to eat?
Another poopy diaper? And why is it a different shade of mustard than the last one? Did I eat something bad?
But despite all my worrying, he seems to be thriving and growing. His monkey jammies are already getting short on him!