Moments

We all have our moments.  If you know anything about me -- you know I have quite a few.  We all know my maiden name.  Shhh...don't say it too loud, I might get the urge to tackle someone in the front yard wearing a wife-beater! LOL.  

Work has been extra stressful this week and it seemed like today was a continuous stream of "moments"...none of them good.  By the time I reached our post-church dessert at Culver's where Isla decided to have a meltdown, I was done.  We finally got the girls loaded into the car and I was on my way back to Hotel Nes & Nan...*cough*...I mean, home.  As I was driving I was talking to Christian (the love of my life, errand-runner that he is) who was picking up some things at the store.  I could barely speak to him between Isla's screeching (yes, screeching) and Eden's interrupting.  I said to him "I'm sorry, Honey.  I can't hear you.  The joy is slowly being drained from my life right now."  Dramatic?  Definitely.  Really how I felt?  Definitely.  So I get off the phone.  The car quiets down and 5-10 minutes later Eden and I are singing along to one of our favorite songs while Isla sleepily sucked on her fingers and tapped her feet to the beat.  Eden said "Hey Mama?"  "Yeah?" I replied.  "Do you have your joy back yet?"  ...."yes.  I sure do, sweetie."  

Among the guilty feelings of being a wretched mother for what I'm sure wasn't the first or the last time, I was also feeling a little bit of sentiment.  That sweet little girl in the backseat was all too intuitive and grown up.  She's in tune to how I'm feeling -- even when I don't announce it like a 5 year old.  :)

So blessed. <3