I was truly a frazzled nub by the end of the day yesterday. We’ve all had days like that, where everything becomes overwhelming all at once and you feel like you are walking around with a piano on your chest and you know regardless of how awesome you are (humility is not my greatest virtue)…something is going to be forgotten and a ball (or two or three) will drop out of the lineup.
And I’m so thankful that, in the midst of it, I can still see clearly. I am so thankful that I grew up in a house where people always came before things (Hi, Mom! *waving* Thank you!). I’m so thankful that, in spite of exhaustion, it was actually the best thing for me to have children waking and needing me in the middle of the night. It is my calling, God’s purpose for me on this earth, to love them. My days of night-waking are, for the most part, over. (I know! I did say that out loud and I realize that every reader with a child under three just screamed silently in their head that I’m jinxing myself.) It was bittersweet to answer that call last night, and it fed my need to fill need.
It was being needed and able to give in such a simple way that has allowed me to wake today with fresh purpose and resolve.
You always get more than you give.
This is beautiful “it fed my need to fill need.” I have been there for sure. And thank you for putting me in your links!
Such an inspirational post. I never thought about the night waking that way. When you put it that way, it really does make me feel better about it. Thanks for posting this.
I love your positive attitude, I always leave your blog feeling a little happier. Can I go visit you on the farm?
Have you read the book “A Mother’s Rule of Life” by Holly Pierlot? I thought of you. I’m halfway through it, and I. LOVE. IT.