Today has been a rough day in the life of this mother of 4. I’ve struggled with feelings of being trapped as I’ve felt like I’ve had to sacrifice, one by one, all of the things I like to do in order to keep up with the responsibilities of caring for my family. To make matters worse, my 2-year-old really gave me a run for my money today. She took more than an hour to go to sleep at naptime; she spilled smoothie all over the table for the millionth time this week; she made off with the only remaining pacifier we have for Logan, and now we can’t find it anywhere; and I was once again sprinting down the block when I saw her standing in the middle of the road talking to a passerby in their SUV. That makes the 4th time this week (or is it the 5th?). Later, as I was washing her very dirty feet after she had been playing in the garage, I was reminded of the Savior washing the apostles’ feet and how much he did to serve them simply because he loved them, and I was overwhelmed with feelings of love for my little girl. I appreciate the reminders I receive now and then about why I’m doing what I’m doing. And yes, it is worth it.