So this is the second time within the past three weeks that my Man has been gone for a good part of the week. In a three-week period, he will have been gone 9 of those days. So here I sit taking a few more minutes to finally blog since I am not spending those minutes with my dear husband.
Yes, that does mean all four of my kids are sleeping sweetly in their beds. Boy, do they ever look sweet when their faces are relaxed in restful pose, their eyelashes are curling on their cheeks, and all is calm.
Here we are half-way through the month of October, and I am finally blogging again. Life just doesn’t slow down. It reminds me of a movie I love called Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken. In that movie, the heroine tries to jump on a galloping horse time and time again and keeps falling repeatedly. I feel like that’s me, trying to jump on to the runaway horse of time. Phew! Well, I caught it for a few minutes. So, let me give you the “run-down” of what these past three weeks have been like.
Besides having Jonathan gone and missing him like crazy, I have done all those normal activities that you all do too and would find boring to read about so I will spare my readers the whole list. Suffice it to say, I’ve had my frustrating moments, my times when I have had to quickly apologize to the boys because Mommy was being quite “cross”. I’ve had to be reminded by the Lord a few times that my kids are more important than messy floors — floors that I had finally just mopped a short time prior to their return to messiness. Some days, I really do wish I could work my way out of a job. Okay, not really. There are just days I wish I could enjoy the fruits of my labors for just a wee bit longer. I mean it would be nice to sit back for a few more hours and just enjoy the clean floors, vacuumed rugs, sparkling bathroom. Uhm…, but then that would mean I wouldn’t have little people running around… So, yeah, I really would take the messiness with the running feet of children over the cleanliness of an empty home. Some day, I will have a clean house for Jonathan and I to enjoy for days at a time. In those days, I am sure that there will be times when I will long for the happy sound of dirty/messy children. Lord, why do I need to be reminded of your blessings repeatedly? Why do I get my priorities so wrong so many times and hear that desperate quality creeping into my tone of voice and feel myself beginning to “unravel” in trying to keep a clean house?
Trying to fill the role of Mommy and Daddy is a bit overwhelming at times because well Daddy does his role so well, and well, I am just not Daddy. I have tried to make these past few days special. On Tuesday after the boys’ soccer practice, I took the boys to the park , after loading their bikes and helmets into the van. The boys had a blast, and my time was quite rewarded by their heart-felt thanks. Wednesday was Bible study so that day went quickly, but the boys spent about two hours with their aunt while I went to my optometrist appointment. Tonight, I used a free movie rental code and was able to get a fun kid’s movie, which I allowed the boys to watch while eating popcorn. Oh, we also spent a few hours playing games and reading aloud. I’ve also made lots of cheap and kid-friendly meals. The great thing is that their favorites are also easy to fix and clean up afterwards.
Since Daddy is supposed to be back tomorrow evening, the boys helped me get some cleaning done today as well. I was thrilled to get the van cleaned, the fish tank cleaned, laundry caught up, dusting and vacuuming done, and to clean bathrooms. Oh, that’s right, I promised no boring details. Let’s just say, I accomplished some of my big goals so that is always satisfying. Of course, I know our van will be dirty again the next trip we take, but it will take a few more months of food scraps and garbage accumulation before we reach what we had prior to my cleaning. I confess, I am fairly good at keeping up with the house but lacking when it comes to the vehicles. Anyone else have that problem? I should add that Will was a great help with cleaning the van. He helped gather garbage, wipe down the dash-board, and vacuum too.
School’s been going well with the boys this year. I am very thrilled with how they are all taking off with reading. Even Luke is starting to read simple words. I really need to work more with that boy. He is one smart kid!
Olivia wants to keep up with her brothers. She thinks at four-months that she only needs two very short naps. When I say short, I really do mean short. They are often half an hour to an hour. Once in awhile, she’ll go longer. The rest of the time, she wants to be right in the middle of everything. She loves it when I hold her and read to everyone. I think though my favorite part of my day with her is when I get her in the morning, and her entire face almost splits in half as she attempts to charm the socks right off me. Yup, she sure knows how to charm us all! The boys keep asking if we are going to have more girls. I keep telling them to just enjoy their sister as much as possible. I am following my advice — enjoying her as much as possible. I love to just hold her and look into her beautiful face and to see how much she adores me.
Talking about adoration though, I know we aren’t to make a god out of anyone, but I think it’s okay to say that I adore my husband! I have always known how much I love and appreciate him, but having him gone just reminds me all the more. The first day he was gone, I received a card in the mail from him that he had ordered and sent a personalized message in it. I was so delighted! He is always doing thoughtful things like that, showing me in so many ways how much he loves me. I love the fact that marriage to him just keeps getting better and better! When you are married to someone who loves the Lord, loves you, loves your kids, what more could you ask for? I love the fact that we can still have a sparkle just looking at each other, that we can tease each other over ridiculous things but still find them hilarious, that we can pray together, that we can cry together, that we can share looks and know each others thoughts, that we can simply enjoy being together, that we have fun working together, that we share kids together, and that we are forever committed to each other. There is so much security in that — so much for which to be thankful when I know that we are both committed to each other no matter what. That doesn’t mean there haven’t and won’t be tough times ahead, but I want it to always be said that Amy adored her husband … always.
God’s been reminding me of how much He adores me. It’s so humbling and so convicting! I recognize how much my love for Him needs to grow! My prayer lately has been, “Lord, bring revival to my heart and to my home.” I want people to meet us and immediately sense the love of the Lord, His presence. So, if you think of me, pray for that.
It’s getting late so I think I will turn off the lights and thank the Lord for His help while I have been “manning” the home-front without my man. Thankful that God is always with me — forever and always!