Like one where at least 1 of my children has kept me from sleeping through the night, or I have to leave the house. Or someone is sick. Or it's not a full moon. You get the idea.
But sometimes, I do a really great job. And then I feel great about myself. And then I think how much better I must be than somebody else. So the Lord grants me a normal day again.
And I get over it.
Until I pray desperately for some sense of relief, or the ability to do more than it seems I think I possibly can, and I manage to pull off something pretty awesome again.
Obviously, today was more along the lines of normal. But that's ok. I'm due for an impressive day within a week or so. So when I post about it, don't be intimidated. (In case that's an issue for you)
2 comments:
Darling Tiffany, you impress me even when you are standing still with a glazed look on your face! Mother of 6 in today's world, you deserve a gold medal for surviving!
Yes, I might be just a little intimidated when you seem to pull off a great day with 6 kiddos in tow. You're impressive even on a normal day! :)
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