Thanks...And a Mom Story

I want to start by saying thank you to everyone who has prayed for me this week;) By God's grace Jack took a turn for the better on Wednesday and decided to sleep more than 2-3 hours at a time. Mommy broke her record of 4 hours of sleep a night for the first time in a week! I woke up a much happier person and more prepared to care for three kiddos.

This is one of those weeks where I look back on the week, breathe a sigh of relief, and feel proud to have survived. Do I wish I could have done it with a little more grace and a few less tears? Yes. However, I am still proud to have reached out to some of my Christian sisters to pray me through this. I love you guys:)

This is just a little update on my current situation. As you already know Jack slept. Woohooo! Our foundation is not cracked the cracking in our ceiling is just your normal settling. Thank God! I was terrified we were not going to be able to sell. The ceiling is only going to be about half as much as we originally thought to fix! It will put us out of showing for a week or so but I am confident that God has a plan that will one day reunite our family under one roof. Until then I pray that he continues to give me the grace and courage to guide the kiddos through this time where they really miss Daddy. David traveled safely to and from OK this week and I seem to have gotten my anxiety a little more under control. Lastly, our car situation is no longer a complete financial disaster.Whooo...

Now for my mindless blog of the day. I was having a splendid morning wandering aimlessly through Target when I received my laugh of the day from a woman who could have been me 5 years ago. I would surmise by her appearance and judgemental expression over my child that she has not been blessed with any babies of her own as of yet. It took me a minute to read her expression and then the disgust in the shake of her head to figure out exactly why she was looking at me that way. I quickly followed her gaze and realized in an instant that she was disapproving of my sons lack of shoes. I admit it, Jack O. had no shoes on and it was about 46 degrees outside. Here he was happily sitting in my Target basket eating Starbucks banana bread and waving big blue around shoeless. I started laughing. I laughed because she didn't know that this was the most perfect moment in my world all week. He was happy. He was quiet. His diaper and clothes were clean (well except for a few banana bread crumbs) . And I was making my way through Target in record time accomplishing picking everything up on my list and stocking the girls spring wardrobe with some of the cutest and most reasonably priced clothes I had seen all week. Needless to say the least of my worries was whether or not he had any shoes on even if it was 46 degrees outside. All you moms out there know that there are just some battles with your child that are not worth fighting and trust me this was one of them. You see my precious son had already taken his shoes and socks about 6 times that morning and tossed them from the basket and it was just not worth the fight. Hence the reason I stuffed them in my purse about half an hour before she saw me. I mean really he was eating and playing gleefully and I was shopping uninterrupted in Target for about an hour. What more could a mom want!?!?! She of course doesn't know this yet but her time is coming! I can't tell you how many times I said or thought "I will never...when I have a baby." Three words. Famous last words!

With Love~ Amy