Perfection is the red curly hair on top of my babies head
Perfection is the dog toys strewn across the living room floor, baby swing and chair smack dab in the middle of it all – looking around what once was a pristine house and realizing it has now become a home
Perfection is my marriage to the man who is undoubtedly my total soul-mate
Perfection is medical syringes (which give my baby the comfort she needs to feel well) lying on the kitchen counter
Perfection is the sound of the microwave humming as it steams the rice and vegetables I’ll be having for lunch
Perfection is knowing I still have 4 more weeks off work
Perfection is the chaos of life – and stopping to realize how perfect life really is
