The best kind of joy comes in moments

There's a wonderful talk from last spring's General Conference by Elder Ballard addressed specifically to young mothers. In it, he reminds us that the joy of motherhood comes in moments. I couldn't help thinking about that this morning, as I watched my son try to make his sister laugh, as I watched Dan jiggle Evelyn's legs while she giggled delightedly, as I held my daughter and breathed in that fresh baby scent of hers (well, okay, she actually smelled a bit like sour milk from spit-up, but she's still sweet all the same) and felt her smooth cheek next to mine. At moments like this, a tight bubble of joy seems to rise in my chest and swell so that I think it must break open and split me wide. Truly, we are blessed.