This week has had its share of ups and downs. My husband has been away training for his new job position since Sunday so that means its been me and our five little loves here at home. Just me and them. The first night was not so bad, they are use to daddy working late so to them it was nothing. They worked with me so that dinner and their bedtime routine went well. Then morning came. Daddy was still not here and diva insisted on him taking her to school (that’s their morning routine) when I broke the news to her, again, that daddy was away and that I would be taking her to school our peaceful weekend came to a screeching or should I say screaming stop. I was reminded that I was not her dad and that I do not do things the way dad does. I’m use to this argument so I gathered up her little brothers and little sister placed them in the car and then carried her to the car kicking and screaming. I’m sure if our neighbors were not up they were by the time I finally got her loaded. The rest of the week has not went any better. But tomorrow is almost here.
By yesterday I was really questioning myself. Sure I am use to taking care of them but as the week as slowly past by I wonder how well I’ve done. We have not been late to school nor did diva miss dance class Wednesday but I did opt out of going to church last night. I really miss not being there but I thought I would play it safe and keep our little loves home instead of trying to hold five little hands while walking across the crowded parking lot. So we had church here. We played some music video’s and got our praise on and then watched a video that our old church had streamed on social media. The kids enjoyed it because they got to see their cousins and I enjoyed hearing an old familiar voice. Not exactly like our new small group, but it worked. I could have taken the easy way out . I could have had my in-laws or my parents come down and help out but after thinking about it my husband and I decided against it. It’s not that I didn’t want them here it’s just it would have thrown off our new routine and really messed with the boys especially wild man. He can’t handle change. Having them coming and going all week would have lead to more than one major meltdown for sure. So even though I was not sure how I was going to do this on my own we decided it was best that I did.
The one thing I discovered this week is that I am strong enough to do this on my own, well with the Lord’s help. I did not think I would find “me time” this week but I have. I have still managed to get my devotional time in and still managed to get the kids to bed (may not have been exactly on time but they got there) I found myself talking more to God during the days and the nights, asking Him for strength, for patience, and for more arms(holding five on ones lap has its challenges) This has been one of the most stressful weeks I’ve had since we moved here, but at the same time I have had more peace than normal.
While at small group last week I jokingly asked our group to pray for me this week. I may have been joking but I could feel their prayers in my weakest moments. God knows what we need before we do and He sends His angels. Yesterday we were having a pretty terrible day. Diva had not behaved well at school and the boys had made one mess after another here at the house. I felt beat down and defeated. Dinner ended up being a “Fine whatever you want just eat something” meal. Bedtime well lets just say Big Al was still up at 1 this morning with sleep nowhere in sight. But during all of the craziness one of my new friends from small group sent a text. She had said something about bringing us dinner one day this week, but I had not put a lot thought into it. But just as God had planned, she was seeing if today was a good day for her to bring us over dinner. I told her she really didn’t have to do that, but she insisted and who am I to step on her ministry of kindness. She told me that she would call me later and we would figure out the details. Perfect I thought. I drifted off to sleep sometime between 1 and 2 this morning dreading what the day would bring and praying that Friday would just get here already.
But then God gave me today. My alarm went off at 5:45 just as it does every morning that my kids don’t wake me up before then. I went downstairs and prepared wildman’s lunch for school and pulled out my devotional. Today’s devotional message came from “Devotions for Women on the Go” and the reading for the day started out with this:
“The key to overcoming has been the realization that God created me with ALL the tools I need to overcome all things if I rely on him to guide me to them”
Thank you Jesus for the word this morning. God would see that this day was better than yesterday. So the day started. We made it to school and to the grocery store without any major meltdowns. Once home I was able to do some laundry and pick up the house some, then it was time to go back after wildman and diva. Wildman’s bus driver said he had a great day according to his teacher and when I picked up diva she was smiling ear to ear. She had a green day today, not just a green day but a “Great day green day” (this has only happened one other time) We made it home and finished homework all before our friend showed up with dinner. Today was the complete opposite of yesterday.
When our new friend dropped off dinner she smiled and said” I did not do this because I thought you weren’t capable I did this because I know you are more than capable and wanted you to know we think your awesome”
Man did I need to hear those words. I may not have it all together. And more days than not I find myself questioning my parenting skills but I am thankful that God has entrusted me to be the mother of seven wonderfully crazy kids. That He has given me one more day to walk with Him and lean on Him to guide me along this path. I am thankful for the sun that broke through the morning clouds and for the sounds of giggling this evening during dinner and bath times. I am thankful that later I will have five little loves fighting over who gets to set on my lap and for the one who stays awake the longest so they get one on one snuggle time. And I am thankful tomorrow is Friday and my husband will be home to share all of this with me.
From our beautiful chaos to ours not everyday is going to be great but if we are lucky God will see fit to bless us with another day to make things better. Until then we must make the best of what we’ve got.