Today was TOUGH. A family that we are very close to is traveling this week and we are house-sitting. Because all our kids are very little, we opted to have all of us sleep in the master bedroom instead of letting any of them sleep upstairs in the kids rooms. They also have three dogs, who are wonderful, but might frighten them a little bit if they awoke to a big, lickity German Shepherd on top of them. :-) Anyhow, we brought the Pack N Play for the toddler, the crib mattress to put on the floor for the preschooler, and planned for the baby to sleep with us. (We are sometimes co-sleepers.)
The morning went something like this:
3:00am: Preschooler wets bed. (Guess what sorry Mama forgot to bring a change of sheets. Yeah, this one.)
3:30am: Hubby gets ready for work. Dogs bark. Preschooler is talking. Loudly. A Lot.
4:00am: Toddler hears preschooler talking, wakes up and starts babbling.
4:30am: Everyone is still talking. Only the baby and the dogs are asleep.
5:00am: I find my phone to call hubby. It's dead. I have no charger with me. His number is long distance from their house. Baby wakes up and I feed him perched on the edge of the bathtub while the preschooler potties and the toddler is bombarded with a never-ending chorus of "Don't touch that"'s.
5:30am: I can't call my hubby. I don't know where the dog's food is. The preschooler and toddler are STILL talking, and I let them get up and feed them a piece of cheese while I try to find the dog food.
5:45am: Still can't find the dog food. Everyone's still awake. Still can't get in touch with my hubby. I pack the kids in the van and head for home to get my charger and a few hours of sleep. I thank God on the way home that I have three little ones to keep me up at night.
6:30am: We are home. Everyone is asleep. My phone is charging. I found out from my hubby where the dog food is. I pray that everyone will stay asleep. They do, and I sleep too. (Praise the Lord!)
10:30am: I wake the kids up, feed them breakfast and give them baths because the toddler has an Unknown Sticky Gross Substance in her hair. Get them dressed, feed the baby. Discover that the baby has a tick in his scalp! Panic ensues, as I've never had to remove a tick before. Google tells me how, and the procedure is successful.
11:30am: We feed the dogs and cats, let them out and hang out for a bit. I find out from my mom that we can use my dad's boss's beach house for a week at the end of July while my hubby works on home renovations. YAY!
3:30pm: We get an unexpected check in the mail from the congregation at a friend's church where my hubby had preached in May. YAY!
6:45pm: I snuggled up with three beautiful little ones, read a devotional and half of The Lorax.
It's 9:35 now, and as I look over all that I just wrote, I am so thankful. A night with little sleep, a tick in the scalp, forgotten charger and sheets... Every day cannot be perfect, or even good, but it's so important to recognize the blessings. The check and the beach house are blessings, yes, but the real blessings are the people God has put in my life.
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