Friday was filled with Pioneer Day, kids' school Christmas parties, a toilet overflowing, filling our kitchen with an inch of water, and flooding our basement, Abby and Lauren at a friend's sleepover and a date night with friends for Rick and me.
Saturday was Isaiah's 4th Birthday which included a fire truck party and driving to look at Christmas lights that night(There was way more to the story than this, but that will be shared in a post of its own).
Yesterday was family big breakfast, Christmas shopping and a haircut for Rick, making fudge with Cody, and some time with a friend for me last night.
I have pictures to share from most of the events. Those will come soon.
Today, all the wheels have fallen off this little vehicle that I call "my life."
Isaiah woke up throwing up this morning. The kid has not eaten a thing, but has still thrown up 3 different times. Each time when it is over, he asks to eat. He does not understand why I won't let him.
I took Lauren to the doctor today. She has strep for the 5th time this year. This means we need to consider having her tonsils out.
My truck is making really unusual noises on the inside. Seriously, I am convinced the thing is possessed. It is kind of freaky.
My kids are in this mode where they are not getting along AT ALL!! I am so weary of the fighting, the ugly words, the shouting, the stomping away in anger. It is times like these where I wonder if any of my efforts to teach and disciple them have made any impact.
I only know to point them to God and ask Him to touch their hearts in a way that I can't. It reminds me of how little control I really have.
This whole mom thing is pretty much kickin' my butt these days. There is never a moment that someone does not need something. At one point this morning I had Isaiah throwing up, Laila needing help in the potty, I was making hot tea for Lauren's sore throat, I had a cake in the oven, and I had 3 others in a room having a "come to Jesus meeting" over their behaviors towards each other. My house is such a disaster that I don't even know where to begin. I have so much shopping that needs to be done this week and every time I plan to do it, something major happens to prevent it.
I so desperately want to do this mom calling well. Lately, it seems there have been more hard days than fun ones. I am weary. It feels as though we can't get a break from the drama and crazy things that are happening to us. Seriously, if I told you all the things that have happened over the last 3 months, you would not believe it. It is getting ridiculous.
Even as I type this, I consider how much I have to be thankful for. I have an amazing husband. I have six awesome kids. I have a home. My husband has a job. We have vehicles to drive. My kids are able to go to school. I am able to take my children to the doctor when they are sick. We have not gone without any of our needs. The list goes on and on.
Thank you, Lord, for all you have given to us. Help me to see the blessings in the midst of the stress and chaos. Shout out the lies that so easily enter my mind. Help me as I seek to glorify you as a wife, a mom, a friend, a homemaker, and a servant of you. Only you can enter into this chaos that I call my life and bring peace.