My kids are finally almost all better. Baby H got it last, and he seems to still have residual tummy ickiness. Normally, I could totally deal with stuff like this. I'm not one to lose my patience too easily. But, when you're running on 10 hours of sleep in 3 days, patience is in low supply. And anyone who has ever been sleep deprived knows that it's always worse in the night.
Not gonna lie: I cried. In desperation. Totally lost it last night around 2 AM. My poor hubby, being used to these ridiculous moments of mine, got out of bed and gave me a reprieve from the awake, cranky baby. Later in the night, H amazingly slept for 2 hours straight. Doesn't sound like much, but a good 2 hour stretch on NO sleep feels like alot. Am I right, moms?
Now that all the kids are better, I'm hoping to be able to sew more this week for the shop. I have a bag in the works. A new design for a smallish, mediumish sturdy handbag with a magnetic or snap closure. I'll post it as soon as it's done. Is it silly that I get really excited about creating something new? I dont think so! I like using my hands to make pretty things.
Just before all the kids got sick, we celebrated hubby's grandma's 90th birthday. 90! For real! And she's still a spit-fire. She recently fell (i know, not funny), and had to go to the doc. The doc said "Rose, have you thought about getting a walker?" Her words exactly: "What?! No way. Not yet." Ha! Grandma, you're 90! When is 'yet'? She is so awesome. And she loves the Lord lots, and has been through many hard things in her long life. She is so gracious and loving, you'd never know she's had it hard. Pray for her though. She has lymphoma and we'd love for God to heal her.
God's really been working on my heart lately in regards to anxiety, or maybe the better word is just "highstrungness". (In the words of my sister: its a word if I say it is.) I haven't been an entirely anxious person in the past, but definitely more uptight than I want to be. When I had my 1st baby, I was very schedule oriented, worried, and paranoid. (Looking back, I can see this. If you'd told me then, I would have smacked you.) Thankfully, with baby 2, 3 and now 4, I've loosened up quite a bit. When things get spilled, kids get hurt, messes are made, or schedules are thrown off, I am trying to keep it in perspective and enjoy the humor in the moment. At the end of the day, I'm going to try to make a list of some of the things that went wrong. When you do this, you can look back and see that most of them were SO small, totally not a big deal, and you can laugh about it. Ex. 'dropped toothbrush in toilet, Bell spilled cereal all over the floor, Ash late for preschool'. All of those = NOT A BIG DEAL. So relax, would ya?! And besides, He tells us to cast all our cares upon Him, for He cares for us.
My note to self: Worrying, stressing and being upset in general are all complete wastes of time. It sounds cliche´ but it's true: life is too short to spend it worrying. And our kids are only little for so long. Why would I waste this precious time 'crying over spilled milk'?!
And in the spirit of living in the moment, I went and got a spur of the moment hair cut! I really needed it. I kept getting spit up in my hair. Here's the new do. I'm liking it. It's easy. A wash and wear kinda deal.
And as promised, a little link love. I just discovered this free online magazine called 'Adore'. It's a home design magazine, and I am in love. If you've ever wondered what my decorating style is (I know, you've all been thinking about my decorating style and are just dying to know!), it's this. Go check it out! And just for fun, below is a picture of one of my favorite shots from the magazine.
Thanks for checking in today. If I'm not in too much a stupor today, I may just do a little sewing. Much love to you all!