For starters, Happy Birthday to my big brother - Casey, I hope you had a wonderful day!
It's been "one of those days"! Do you ever have those kind of days? The ones that just sort of overwhelm you? Our day started with getting everyone out the door by 10am (well it should of been by 10 but ended up being 10:15). I had to take Anna for her 1 month check-up this morning. My friend, Gina, offered to have the other children come and play while I took Anna to the doctor. Thanks Gina - it made things so much more manageable. Her appointment went great. She had gained almost 2 1/2 pounds since birth, weighing in at 9 pounds 12 ounces - grow Anna grow! Her pediatrician said he was perfectly pleased with how well she is doing.
After rounding up my crew, we came home for a quick lunch so we could squeeze in some rest time. Well, Mary Scott stayed in her bed for a while but never would go to sleep, so rest time didn't quite turn out like I'd hoped. And once rest time was over, things just seemed to start spiraling down hill fast. Everyone was having trouble listening and obeying, attitudes were turning more sour by the minute (including mine) and all was not well at the home front. And to top it all off, I was on the phone with my mom sharing with her about visiting my blog, when Benjamin informed be there was an "emergency" upstairs. Mary Scott had climbed up on my bed where Anna was sleeping and decided she needed to change Anna's diaper. So, she unbuttoned her clothes, took off her diaper and managed to smear poopy on my sheets. Then to top it all off, Anna pee peed on my bed, too. So I added another load of laundry to the ever increasing pile already staring me in the face. Let's leave it at saying my patience were gone, my voice was getting louder by the minute and I was not handling things the way I should. I called Brian and asked if he could please come home after work instead of going to help a friend with a project, I just felt I needed his support. He kindly agreed to come home and help me out, but then after hanging up the phone, I felt guilt trying to creep in about calling him. I quickly reassured myself that of all people, I should be able to be honest with my husband. After all, God created us to be help mates for one another.
Shortly there after, we had some worship music playing and a song was on about bringing our offering to the Lord, and I found myself looking up towards heaven saying I don't even feel like I have an offering to bring right now. Boy how life can trip us up sometimes.
Thankfully, we soon got ourselves back together again, and got everybody marching to the beat of the same drum. Benjamin and Catherine got their rooms cleaned and even cleaned their bathroom and the powder room - all without complaining. Our attitudes (including mine) were more delightful the rest of the afternoon. Brian got home from work, and we enjoyed some family time. And by bedtime, I and the children were all gathered in my bed with Catherine reading us a book, just hanging out enjoying one another.
And yes, it was all worth it. Just to get to live life with my precious family. I know we all have "those days," but I've learned even they are worth celebrating, and they make good days seem even brighter!