"Quick!, anybody know how to get a chick out of a VCR?!" and other emergencies
Last night I had a bad Mommy night. Odd, because it was a great blog day. So striking to me, because most of my day was spent on such a high; good mtg @wk, no one bleeding when I returned, great talks with God, Coffee with my guy, funny chats with Kel, giggly pics of Manny and M&M (Mischief&Mayhem, m,y 2 and 3 year olds) to show off at work, an awesome praise by chaplain Ron @ our wk mtg ( I could go on)...I felt on top of the world! How is it that a mere two hours later the polarity of the earth shifted and landed squarely on my shoulders?? Wellllll...a combo of on call activity and what can only be described as a 2 yr old declaring war on her mother ensued. In the span of 30 minutes, G dumped 2 full aquafinas on the livingroom floor and one cup of cookie -dunking milk on the table, ran out side without a pullup & plopped her naked tookus in the dirt and smiled the broadest grin you've ever seen at every turn ,correction and admonishment from me. Meanwhile, E lost the ability to walk subsequent to a bandaid being placed on his ankle and then once the paralytic bandage was removed followed Grace around through all of her activities with a combination of giggles and a scary look of reverance that seemed to say loud and clear, "Damn. Wish I'd thought of that." In the midst of all of this craziness, I was fielding multiple calls from work.
As I sit here recounting my stressful tale, it becomes clear to me that one of a couple of things might be happening here:
1. God decided to use me to entertain you guys this AM
or the most likely scenario...
2. God is reminding me that the mountain top can become a slippery slope and to stay humble in my work and parenting.
Man...I gotta stop praying for patience:) God Bless you all today!!
As I sit here recounting my stressful tale, it becomes clear to me that one of a couple of things might be happening here:
1. God decided to use me to entertain you guys this AM
or the most likely scenario...
2. God is reminding me that the mountain top can become a slippery slope and to stay humble in my work and parenting.
Man...I gotta stop praying for patience:) God Bless you all today!!
11 Comments:
wow--your day topped mine, however I can so relate to the activities. Sometimes when I'm stressed out, I truly believe that God is saying---Whoa..stop and count your blessing, because when I do, a smile magically appears=)))
Laura, Reality stinks but God is always good even through the tough times. BBT
I'm leaning towards #1 cause man am I grinning pretty early in the morning!! LOL! Great post!
Who-Ah! Mud Puppy-OUT!
thanks guys , youre all making me smile!!
Wow..you ought to keep a journal of your adventures with E, G and M..could end up a best seller!
Remind's me of an old Talking Head's tune. Burning Down the House. Just when we think we have it rough someone elses bad day makes ours look like a walk in the park. Take care and join me in a prayer for the people Union Street.
So, how fast can a mother run? How many distractions can be made before our children want our attention? I am reminded when Dean was just a toddler, we went to Niagra falls, took the tour under the falls. After we came back up we ended up in the gift shop, where Dean lost track of me. I thought he was with me but about a micosecond after I met up with Jackie, she asked where's Dean? He' right hear, as I swung around to point at nobody. My heart sunk, the falls, so many people. Just as terror hit I heard an anouncement discribing Dean's shirt. After he lost track of me he went back down to teh level below where the tour guide was. I don't know who was more terrified Dean or the parents.
If you think there fast now, wait til they start to drive!
Im 650 miles northwest of there hon. Ring a bell ?
all right 3 fingers...thought it was only you that had senior-moments:)
Yep... for us the eight years of difference between our ages is but dust in the wind....;>)
come on, first talking heads, now kansas! Tortikat, you're a virtual 70's/80's jukebox.
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