The glory of motherhood...
To be Queen Elizabeth within a definite area, deciding sales, banquets, labours, and holidays; to be Whitely within a certain area, providing toys, boots, cakes and books; to be Aristotle within a certain area, teaching morals, manners, theology, and hygiene; I can imagine how this can exhaust the mind, but I cannot imagine how it could narrow it. How can it be a large career to tell other people about the Rule of Three, and a small career to tell one's own children about the universe? How can it be broad to be the same thing to everyone and narrow to be everything to someone? No, a woman’s function is laborious, but because it is gigantic, not because it is minute. -G. K. Chesterton in What's Wrong with the World
(by Tim) If you want to be delighted, again, at the divine beauty of a mother and her children fending their way through this thing called LIFE, read this Ebay Item Description of a set of Pokemon cards being sold by a mother of six. Then check out her blog.
(Thanks, Heather and Hannah.)