Thursday, May 10, 2012

Sick Day

My princess is sick today.  My husband has taken the three boys to school (three different schools mind you) so that I could stay home with my girl and tend to her.

I'm praying that whatever she has won't last long.  Tomorrow is Field Day.  My girl is competitive and much to the chagrin of many boys her age (and even a few a bit older), she is a lightening fast runner.

I knew she was really sick when she said she would have to miss gymnastics today.  Miss cartwheel-my-way-around-the-house will be laying low today.

Cool rags, naps, lovies and lots of TLC are on the agenda.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

She Loves to Read

Check out my new page on the blog, "She Loves to Read". 

I'm looking forward to hearing about your favorite books, and hopefully we can even have an online book club one day! 

I love book clubs. :)  The snacks, the fun, the friends, and the books! 

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Hey y'all

It's been awhile, I know.  It's baseball season and it still knocks me for a loop.  I'm hoping and praying that before all the kids are grown and gone, it won't be this way.

Life is busy.  I'm sure you already know that because yours is busy too.  This is the season of life we're in right now.  The extremely busy season.  The run-around-like-a-chicken-with-your-head-cut-off season.  I know I only have a few more years of this and so I try to remind myself of that when I begin to get overwhelmed with it all.

And that's the thing...I let myself get overwhelmed.  You see, I have this vision in my sweet little head of the kind of person, mom, wife, friend, daughter I WANT to be.  And then there is reality.  I simply don't have the resources or the time to be that person.  At least not all at the SAME time and not in this season.  So I have to choose where to put my resources and my time, knowing that I'm going to disappoint someone every time I make a decision, even if that someone is sometimes myself.

I think the key for me is learning that it is ok.  My goal should be to not disappoint Christ, not anyone else, myself included.  My husband is very gifted at seeing me in the midst of my frantic-ness (is that even a word?), and gently reminding me that no one has put these expectations on me except me.  He is so full of grace that at times it is hard for me to take in just how much he loves me and accepts me for who I am right now.  Not the person I want to be.  Not the person I think I should be.  Just me, with all my neurotic tendencies, quirks, habits, and unique traits.

It is amazing how much a person can flourish when they know they are deeply loved and accepted.  Freedom sets in.  There is no condemnation, no fear.  Just love and grace and mercy.  It is a beautiful thing.