Head Above Water

It's been one of those months. One where you feel like your life is on fast forward and there is no slowing down. One where every day and night is packed with appointments, meetings or activities. Fun things, good things, but busy. I wrote out my to do list the other day and filled up a page in a steno notebook. I was sad to realize I only crossed off 4 items that day because I was too busy doing things not on my list. Don't get me wrong. I love to be busy. I like having things to do - people to see - and places to be. But I've been overwhelmed the past few days with it all. Feeling like I can barely keep my head above water. Feeling frustrated that my house looks like it's falling apart and there are loads of laundry piling up. Frustrated that I am not able to get more things done each day because of my schedule. Frustrated that I couldn't remember the last time I read a book to my 1 year old. Brent has been working 12-16 hour days and I feel like some days I only see him for literally a matter of minutes. So sad.

I left my house at 9:00 this morning knowing that I wouldn't be home until 9:00 tonight. I said a prayer asking Heavenly Father to help me out today because I didn't know how I was going to get it all done. And I know that he answered my prayer. My friends are angels and always seem to step in when I need them to. So grateful for them. Babysitters were miraculously able to tend for me today. And as I sat in a church meeting I had grumbled about going to, I was overwhelmed with a sense of peace that I was where I needed to be. That He was aware of my sacrifice to be there. That everything would be ok. And I realized that I'm grateful that I CAN be busy. That I have my health and am able to get around to do things. How lucky I am.

My friend and I joke about "tender mercies" but I felt them today.

When I got home at 9 after dropping the babysitter off, I tucked the kids in and Kate started to cry. She usually goes right down, and after hearing her fuss for about 5 minutes, I realized that maybe she just needed some mommy time. So I got her out of bed, got her a drink and sat down just to rock her and talk to her. We read a book. She just snuggled and smiled. And again it made me count my blessings. We visited for about 15 minutes and she was content when I laid her down again.

Our schedules won't be slowing down for awhile, so for now I'll just keep moving and doggie paddling and trying to keep my head above water, praying that I don't forget anything important along the way . . . and realizing that I am blessed beyond measure and that Heavenly Father will help me find a way to get the important things done.

And for now the laundry and the house cleaning will have to wait yet another day . . .

"Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest"