Wednesday, September 2, 2009


Today was a bad day.

It was one of those days where nothing went like it normally does, right from the start. The babies slept in, which in normal land would be a good thing, but around here it meant that they took crappy morning naps. Which, in turn, meant that they were overtired by the time their afternoon nap came around and Emily didn't fall asleep for over an hour and Luke didn't fall asleep AT ALL. And screamed for 3 hours straight. And if that doesn't grate on your nerves, friends, then you can give me lessons.

I had a friend over, and I was supposed to be helping her get some things done, but I'm sure I was more of a hindrance than a help.

I have been sick for the past 3 weeks. I'm on the mend, but still not feeling my best. And I'm tired. So, SO tired. And I'm behind on everything. Laundry piled practically to the ceiling. I haven't made baby food in ages, and have been feeding my poor children applesauce from a jar. Which, I know, isn't the end of the world, but it isn't how we generally do things around here.

Luke is having eye surgery tomorrow. It's a simple procedure to unclog a tear duct, and it's very, very routine. But still. It's my baby, and he is going to be put under and he is going to be away from me. And to me, it's a big deal.

So with the chaos of tired babies, and not getting any laundry done, and screaming babies, and trying to get things packed and organized for tomorrow for TWO babies in TWO different locations, and SCREAMING babies, and STILL not getting any baby food made and oh good Lord will they EVER STOP SCREAMING, I had a bit of a meltdown. I called my poor husband at work and got angry at him over things that were not his fault and were totally out of his control. And I cried and cried and cried.

Then Bill called Scott on his way home, just to see how things were going, and offered to come over and mow our lawn. A kind, simple gesture that I'm sure he didn't think much of, but I don't think he'll probably ever completely know how much that hour and a half meant to me. To my family. It was such a blessing, a HUGE blessing on a day when I needed it the most and deserved it the least. A shiny, silver lining to the big black cloud I lived under today.

Thank you, Bill. And thank you, God, for putting such wonderful, kind friends into our life. They are truly a blessing.

And our lawn looks great :)


Angela said...

Lovely Twin...lovely words. Thank you.

Castle Diaries said...

Oh, I hear you about the sleeping in messing everything up! People think I'm nuts, but I prefer an earlier than normal rise to a sleeping in, no naps, off routine kind of day. I'm sorry that you had such a rough one, right before what I'm sure was a very emotional day w/Luke. You are in my prayers-I'm so glad God saw fit to bless you in the midst of the madness yesterday my friend.

Tales of Browns, young and old... said...
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Tales of Browns, young and old... said...

Praying for you, friend! And making a mental note to start visiting again. Laundry, baby food, holding screaming babies... I'm there for you!

I heard once that God drops grace into our lives like mileposts on a highway to remind us of the hope and glory that awaits us at our destination. I'm so glad He "dropped" some grace into your life!