a day in the life... well, not quite

Early Friday morning I thought it would be a good idea to take my camera around with me & document a day in my life...

I made my bed.

Picked my room up a bit.

gathered all the towels in the house
(I wash all the towels on sanitize every friday.)

made chloe & trent's bed-
Yes, I often make my kid's beds- so what?

and wrote a letter to the missionary.
all this after:
breakfast for six
lunches for three
starting the first of six loads of laundry
reading with trent
kissing brett & brian goodbye
(brian's not quite so willing so it's tricky)
and taking hailey to school
(she goes late every other day)

When I got home I got an immediate phone call from chloe-
she was on a field trip with her art class making sidewalk chalk art-
not far away- & freezing her buns off.
I ran her a jacket & fresh piece of bread-
did I forget to mention I was making bread?
When I came home I decided I was done documenting my day.
I started feeling wiped out & just a little sorry for myself. In my efforts to capture my day I felt stupid- like a silly little maid picking up after everyone. Like, my job wasn't that important or impressive, or any good but very boring.
My mind wandered to
Maybe I should get a part time job? For an airlines? We could travel??
All of these years instead of waisting time here, what could I have made of myself?
I said a prayer
An hour later there was a huge lightening storm.
the power went out.
I quickly said a dozen prayers for Trent- his lightening phobia comes back full force every spring. I sat on the couch... thinking & praying. Should I go get him? check on him. Only an hour left of school (early out day) ... but it was huge lightening- we found out later it hit & knocked out a power line just a couple blocks from his school- ya it was loud & powerful.
I had a spiritual confirmation that it was okay- good for him to experience these things without his mother. He was in good hands, and I was in the right place doing the right thing.
An hour later... lightening had passed- and the phone rang. It was trent wanting me to pick him up even though his school was 1 1/2 blocks away. I walked over with his jacket & we talked. We talked about the lightening & how he was okay & how his friend Nic said he was okay because it is safe indoors. (peers have such influence over us, don't they? I've told him that a million times)
For the gazillionth time in my motherhood career, I felt grateful to be home. It was important for me to be "here." NOt just to do housework, but yes to do house work & yes to be "here."

Hailey came home & shared with me her newest itunes selection.

I love my job
Even when I hate the housework part of it.
Even when I wonder what I could've been,
because I know one thing for sure-
I'm blessed.