It was one of those mornings. I had a lot of errands to run and I decided to push for just one more stop. Eden was hungry and fussy. I was trying to talk to the cashier, hold Eden and corral my other three who were hanging on each other's backs while playing some loud kissing game with Hope who was in the cart. I was about to lose it. I was breaking out in a mom sweat. I wanted to throw my own tantrum right there in the check out line of Kmart.
"What happy children you have" the elderly man behind me said. I was thinking of a lot of other words to describe what was going on and happy was not one of them. "I can tell they must come from a happy home". I smiled sheepishly and muttered thanks. I took a deep breath and thanked God for perspective when I needed it.
I feel like God keeps sending people to me in stores the last couple weeks...every time right when I am about to loose it. A cashier at Darrenkamp's reminding me to slow down. A random person at walmart complimenting me on how well behaved my children are. Or an older woman reminding me of how fast they grow up. Reminders to take a deep breath. Slow down. And a little craziness is okay...in fact I should expect nothing less when I take five children on errands!!
Thank you God for perspective just when I need it. Thank you for happy, energetic children!
|two of my "blessings"|
"Enjoy the little things for one day you may look back and realize they were the BIG things." robert brault