Have you ever woken up in the morning and just known you would be praying all day long? Maybe your baby woke up crying at 5:30, which in turn woke up your two-year-old who would not go back to sleep. And then both kiddos pooped in their diapers, so you have to clean not one but two bottoms. Then, you survey the house and see the kitchen sink piled high with dirty pots and pans, the laundry basket overflowing with dirty clothes, the compost bucket spilling over with eggshells and veggie remnants that needs to be taken out.
It's an overwhelming feeling that can bring tears to your eyes. This was how I felt this morning. And as I rocked Cora, tears poured down my cheeks.
Yes, I was having a pity party, party of one. But some days you just want to go about the daily chores and not have to tackle all the countless extras that should have been done yesterday.
Some days you just wish there wasn't ANOTHER dirty diaper to change.
Some days you wish a maid would show up.
Some days you want to sleep in, just until 7:00.
Some days you wish you could have some quiet time by yourself.
But then the baby takes an extra long nap and your toddler sits on the couch and reads her books by herself and a good friend from church calls and offers to keep said toddler one day this week. And you get that much needed time to yourself, and you feel a sense of peace rush over you that you know can only come from the Lord. He ALWAYS knows what we need, when we most need it.
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