While You Were Sleeping

Wednesday was a pretty normal day but as the day unfolded, it was full of surprises! All the kids had their daily routine but in the midst of it, I had the opportunity to multi-task like a mad woman. I was on a roll and nothing could stop me. Then a friend called to invite the kids and I to a play date at a park and that was nice. It was nice until the little bullies came with their mean and at times "nasty" words and acts of rudeness. My youngest daughter seemed to be their first victim. She came over to me and needed the reassurance that she would be alright and to let the boy who screamed at her know that its not o.k. to do that. As I scanned the park for my other children I noticed the bullies bothering my son. As I anxiously watched in horror how they yelled at him, I was quite tickled that he responded so well by doing raspberries at them(blowing spit). I calmly walked over and nonchalantly told them that their behavior was not nice and escorted my son to a safer place to play. Lets just say in moments like that, I'm glad to call it a day and head home!

While everyone had baths and all took naps, I had so much time on my hands so what did I do...you guessed it, I cleaned and organized like there was no tomorrow. I did some deep cleaning, small repairs, rearranged cabinets, threw away junk, I was on cloud 9! After the kids woke up we all made our own pizzas and watched 101 Dalmatians. It was nice until bedtime! I thought putting on Adventures in Odyssey would calm the girls down....but no. After the lecture of their life and some sore bums, they finally went to bed. Then my son woke up from a sound sleep and screamed for his daddy and this went on for about 15 min. I did try to console him but sometimes there's just nothing I can do to console my strong-willed children. After some time there was peace in the house again and I returned to my favorite place on the couch. The more I sat the more I felt uneasy about my harsh words to the girls. I had a little talk with God and decided what's done is done. I'm not going to wake them up and apologize for going overboard just a smidgen. What can I say, I'm a little strong-willed, too! So after God tenderized my heart, He gave me an idea. I tucked them in as I usually do before bed and whispered love in their ears. Of course, I thought, they can't even hear me. I've heard stories of how people in a coma can hear , why was I so doubtful? I don't know, I just am sometimes. And what does God do in those moments of temporary insanity? He reminds me of His faithfulness. I forgot the morning that God woke me up at 4:20 a.m. just to whisper that He loved me. It still gives me goosebumps because I remember turning to Brad and he was sound asleep! I had heard God tell me He loved me, just because! I quickly fell back asleep but this time with a smile on my face. And now it all makes sense of why God told me to speak love in my children's ears, because if anything, they will remember that they are still loved.