I didn't used to get woken up by a three year old "whispering" in my ear, "Mommy I spilled something in the kitchen and it made a really big mess. I don't know what it is but it is some kind of food and I can't clean it up." The unidentifiable food was a box of Grape-nuts and in his effort to clean it up he spread them into even the most far reaching crevasses of the kitchen. I didn't used to have to break up fights and dole out spanking and discipline before breakfast but yesterday I did. I didn't used to take me until 11:00 to get ready and out the door but thanks to Coyt and Crew yesterday it did. I didn't used to pick Five Guys for my birthday dinner but with our six pack sometimes knowing that everyone will be happy and home by bedtime trumps my desire for fine dining.
I can't say that I loved all of those moments but as I got into bed last night and ended my 33rd birthday because of some of them and in spite of others I couldn't help but feel really really blessed by all that God has done for me in my 33 years!!
And just to be clear, I did get to to go to the movies and get a pedicure this weekend, I was spoiled with gifts and help from all of our family and one of my birthday gifts yesterday was a real date with my husband to the place of my choosing this weekend. I obviously still enjoy and need time without all the beautiful chaos of our world these day. But I wouldn't trade my life at home with these boys for all the pedicures in the world...and I just need to remind myself of that sometimes when it feels like the AWOL grape-nuts are winning. :)