Finding Joy

"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance."      James 1:2-3


Today has been one difficult day.  I went to bed expecting to get things done today and to give God my day and my "to-do" list.  Then we woke up late.  Thankfully, it doesn't take us too terribly long to get ready, but it was picture day for Bubbie, so we quickly ate breakfast, got our things together and off we went to drop off the Bubbie.  I knew that when I got home, I was going to work on MOPS stuff.  The things that I needed to do were things that I really should have done last night, but once I got home from the MOPS mtg, I was just done doing stuff for other people.  (I know that sounds horrible, but I hadn't stopped all day and everything in my day revolves around someone else.)  So, I slacked by watching 18 Kids and Coutning and eating a bowl of popcorn... the whole time thinking about the MOPS work left undone.

Once I got home, I decided to get a few things done around the house.  I put some clothes away and just piddled while Peanut played.  After a few minutes I remembered that I was going to call Wal Greens about the seasonal flu shots.  I spent probably 30 mins calling Wal Greens and our insurance co- trying to decide where to go to get our family the shots.  Anyway. I finally made the appointment and was going to get started on MOPS work and then I remembered that I had heard Peanut playing with my keys in the kitchen.  I knew I had better go find them and put them up before it was time to leave again.  I went into the kitchen and they were NO where to be found.  I got annoyed, but I knew they were someone funny.  If there is a hole, my kid thinks its begging for a key to be put in it... so again, didn't really worry.  Two hours later....  I was so ticked off.  I was worried.  I only have one van key and I couldn't go pick up Bubbie or get the flu shot... Ugh!  So I called and canceled the shot.  The keys were finally found- only after I had called Ashley asking her to pick Bubbie up and only after calling the school telling them that Ashley was going to pick up Bubbie.  So, I had to call the school and Ashley back and say "never mind" and then off we went to pick up Bubbie.

Once Bubbie was picked up, all Peanut wanted to do was waller and fuss.... so off to bed he went.  I knew he was tired and it was almost nap time.  Then I got Bubbie situated with a snack and I decided it was finally time to sit down and eat lunch.  While eating lunch I decided to watch a show I had taped last night.  I guess the show I had taped didn't come on, because something else had been taped.  Well, the show was something about multiple births on TLC, so I figured I'd watch it.  It was the absolutely sadest thing ever to watch a week before having your baby.  This couple had to make a decision to carry their 4 babies to term knowing that one of them wouldn't make it and then would result in preterm (or even more preterm than normal quads birth) labor so that they could deliver the still born baby.  It was so sad.  Gosh!  Talk about emotions and a blubbering fool!  So, I tried to compose myself and figured it was as good time as any to FINALLY start on MOPS.  I felt bad for only just getting to it, but the keys became the priority of the day!  Worked on MOPS while the kids napped.  Peanut, of course, woke up early and, again, all he wanted to do was waller.  He would screech to get up in my lap, so I'd pick him up and all he wanted to do was jump or get back down.  Over and over again.  So I asked if the boys wanted a snack... of course Peanut wanted a snack, but he only wanted fruit snacks.  He had already had fruit snacks, so he insisted on throwing a fit.  All he wants lately is fruit snacks.  He has a cold, but geesh! the yucky cold feeling should be getting better BY NOW!  Gosh golly!  Not sure how he and I survived the day.  I don't complain often about my kids on the blog... but today, Peanut was a doozy!  So, the rest of the afternoon didn't get much better.  Peanut insisted he get into everything.  If I stopped working, he'd continue to be a little rugrat.  The straw that broke the camel's back was when he decided to dump the entire trashcan of dirty cloth diapers!  I was done!  I called it a day on MOPS and just sat down, at Peanut's beck and call.  Not sure what is wrong with that child, but praying tomorrow is a better day! 

The verse above is a Scripture that we memorized growing up.  I have a feeling that it is gonna become a "favorite" verse of mine the next few months and that I'm gonna be saying it to myself A LOT.  I am going ahead and planning on a rough 6 mos to a year.  Not sure why, but I just foresee a lot of struggling.......  I even joke with Hubbie that I should go ahead and ask the doc for a Prozac prescription! The only thing I kept thinking today was that if this was a normal day in a few weeks, I'd be adding sleepless nights and a nursing newborn to this crazy day!

Ahhhhhhh...........   trying to find the joy today!