Throughout my life, I have generally preferred to be the one giving service, not the one being served. But in the past few months, and especially since Baby came, I have been the recipient of so many kind acts.
People have taken care of my kids, brought us dinner, checked up on me, passed along baby items, and so much more. These things were not done grudgingly, but were offered up freely and done so very kindly and well.
I've also received innumerable acts of service from within my family: fetching and carrying, meals made, dishes done, laundry started, baby rocked, children taken care of.
I almost don't know where to start listing the acts of kindness I've received, and I certainly know I can't finish.