Happy

This might be long. I feel like the blogging flood gates have been opened.

You know what has really surprised me? The hardest thing for me about all of this has been time management. I have a fantastic job that I know the Lord gave me. It came about in the most random way, and exactly when I needed it. I get to work at home, which is a HUGE blessing because I'm not paying for childcare, but at the same time it is a huge challenge. I somehow have to figure out how to fit 8 hours of work into each day around driving kids to school, and having Lincoln home most of the day, and his therapy appointments, and my appointments, and field trips, and feeding the kids, and letting the dog out every 15 minutes, and everything else that goes along with being a stay-at-home mom. Basically I have to figure out how to be a stay-at-home-mom and do my job. I'm not complaining, because I really do feel blessed but I feel like I no longer have time for anything.

I've managed to get into a pretty good routine, but there are plenty of other things that I can't seem to fit in. Like going to the grocery store. I'm lucky if I get 1 good grocery trip in per month. Cleaning is another. Every day I swear I'm going to clean up once the kids are in bed. Then I usually haven't finished my job work for the day and end up doing that after the go to bed, or I'm just flat out too tired. Or its 10 PM and I'll realize that I haven't showered in 2 days and suddenly that's more important that the pile of dishes sitting in the sink.

The other day the Military Relations Missionary Couple came by. That's another thing that I never seem to have time for. They've been trying to make an appointment with me for a few months, and I keep telling them, "Maybe next week," or "once things calm down," but then I realized things aren't going to calm down anytime soon. We scheduled a time, and I worked around it. Anyhow, they were sitting in my living room, and I was trying to not be embarrassed about the dirty floors, or the grass that seriously needs to be mowed, or the dog that looks like he hasn't been bathed in months (that one isn't true) when the husband looked at me and said, "You look so happy lately." I seriously almost started to cry. It was one of the best compliments I've ever received. Because the truth is, I feel happy. I'm overwhelmed, tired, scared, and I still have bad days, but I'm pretty happy too.