Reader Readers to the Rescue...

I should have known that you all would come to my rescue... my deleted blog post from yesterday showed up {about 5 or 6 times} in my inbox. And didn't I say I needed to hear read it over & over ? Thank you to all you kind "reader" readers. If you don't use Google reader might I suggest you give it a try? It's the best way to read blogs. Especially if you have a lot you like to read. You can find out more about it here. When the 'delete forever' error occured I was attempting to delete the "happy shirt" picture for fear that it was too boobiefied. But with my husband's approval I'll put it back on, only because so many of you liked it and because 99.9% of you are females. It's not as though I was in a bikini... which would be frightening and scare 1/2 of you away because my naval resembles a hurricane on the doppler radar. Maybe I should affectionately call my naval "Gustav"... no, I like "Hanna" better.

So far the weekend has been great!!

Yesterday's post...

"I long to accomplish a great and noble task; but it is my chief duty to accomplish small tasks as if they were great and noble." Helen Keller

When I rolled out of bed this morning I wasn't too happy of a camper. I kept thinking about how I wish we had plans for the long weekend, something more than me staying at home with the children once again while Justin works all day Saturday & Monday. I was longing for my parents to live closer than 12 hours or my grandmother or someone* who wouldn't mind if I called and honestly asked, "Would you like to join me and my three kids at our house for the long weekend? They're all really needy and only one is potty trained & she occasionally will wet her bed. They like to argue with one another and they're not very obedient. They rarely use their manners without me reminding them. My house is messy and I have stacks of laundry everywhere. Now, don't you all raise your hands at once!!" I was wishing my sister wasn't boarding a plane and off on another adventure and that my brother in law wasn't also hopping on a plane to spend the long weekend with my parents. I was down and out. Rethinking it now to put it in this blog almost brings tears to my eyes.

So, I put on my "happy shirt" {to pretend like I was} and black yoga pants {no, I don't actually do yoga I just had a baby and well, don't all moms wear sweatpants?}. This shirt isn't typically my style but when you have kids things change. I didn't buy this shirt for myself but rather for them. They absolutely LOVE it when I wear it. I poured a cup of coffee, wallowed in my circumstances, wished for older children and someone to help me and the Lord brought me this. I don't know Natalie, but apparently she knows me. {please read that link!} I've heard it before and eventually I'll learn {maybe not this side of eternity} that the Lord can be glorified in changing poopy diapers, breastfeeding a child, making eggs, folding laundry, and wiping faces, counters & bottoms. He changed my heart and my attitude. I put on my big girl panties, unloaded the dishes, loaded the dishes, wiped 3 poopy bottoms, made eggs, cleaned up eggs and decided we needed to get out of here. I loaded all 3 in the car and took them to the park. We had a great time. I tend to get caught up with myself & my measly tasks honorable motherly duties that I often forget to treat my girls to fun outside of our home. The girls played on the playground and we walked the nature trail and I ended up pushing the stroller and carrying Paige {I'm sure it was amusing to the other walkers}. I didn't mind. I was just glad to be out of the house with my 3 most precious little ones.

How did Helen Keller know so much for someone who could see and hear nothing? Maybe it was better that way {and of course I don't really mean that} we live in a deceptive world that often makes me think that the things I do in this home have no nobility or honor, as though I have little to contribute to our society; don't I need to be on some board, volunteer to do something, lead a Bible study, teach Sunday school?? Between Helen Keller and Natalie, and ultimately God, my head is held high, I'm encouraged and thankful for my "season of life" & motherly duties... even if I do have to go at them alone on a long weekend. If I knew how to program the computer to show me this blog post every morning I would, because like the Gospel, this is a message I need to preach to myself every morning, presumably tomorrow morning when I take a Saturday on alone.

*Now, I don't want any of you nice people to volunteer to accompany me this weekend... I know y'all and that's why I have to put this disclaimer... I'm likely to get a few emails from very nice & selfless people saying they'll come be with me this weekend.