Yesterday had been a VERY long day....I was trying to be good and make dinner, even though I didn't want to. So, I was making quiche, and realized that I was 3 eggs short. I decided to go and borrow from the next door neighbor because there was no way I was going to the store. So I took Josue (the little boy I babysit) with me and told Camille to watch Morgan for a minute while I go and borrow some eggs next door. I got home a few minutes later, and walked in the door. Straight ahead on the kitchen floor were nine eggs, all cracked, in a huge mess. The only problem was there was no Morgan. Then she toddled in from down the hall, eggs running through her fingers, onto the carpet in the hall. Just when you think you can't take one more thing, one more thing happens.
It's a good thing that as a Mom you realize that moments like this only last for a few minutes, and then things will settle down again. The trick I think is to realize that these moments with our kids don't last forever, and that someday they will all be grown up and I will wish to have these moments back. Even with the craziness. Even when I feel that I just need some time for myself once in awhile. Even when I feel like I can't take one more thing. I know I need to make the most of it. I think that is why Heavenly Father made a Mother's love for her children so strong. So you can still love them and sacrifice anything for them when you are exhausted and they are a little naughty. Things change, and kids grow up. But you can't get it back when it is gone. I need to take a deep breath, count to 10, and try and laugh so I don't bawl my head off.
