Thursday, March 20, 2008

Whacked thoughts from an overworked Mom

Well, I have hit the bottom of the boat. Yesterday I spent the morning in tears from all I had to do, off to a 2.5 hr sales meeting (which I sold by the way) and home in time to put Kate to bed, drug up my 104 fevered daughter and rush the kids to skate which I felt I had to be at since I organized it. You know, smile, smile, smile, talk talk talk knowing kid is sick and the piles of work actually multiply while I am away. Home to find the new printer cannot print the magazine in the current design program it is in panic, panic, panic, so back to our old printer for one more month before new design guy gets on board and all is well. Blah, Blah, Blah...
Skipping my networking meeting this morning where all SORTS of drama abounds. I forgot how immature adults can be in the world. Hmmm, something to this being set apart!
Drinking coffee
barely talking
headache
needing Jeff
I miss my scone making days and I don't dare take a stroll down blogging memory lane or I shall end up in a wet pile of muck.
I am getting a good feel of the OLD old days when I had to rush out to work getting three children to three different schools etc. etc. What whacko thought up Mom's working outside the home when their CHILDREN needed tending to? WHO lets someone else raise their children for eight hours a day? I am SO CONFUSED by the ways of the world and life. I am TIRED of thinking so much.
The difference being it is easier to work if your children are at school. It is MUCH more difficult to work when they are home needing to be schooled. It is difficult to school when there is so much work to do. AH, fun times, these.
SO then at the crux of all this, I call up my one-trusted friend who I know will give it to me straight....to find her 3 week old baby Naomi has been airlifted to a children's hospital with major seizures....no one could dx her until finally they found something and she went directly into Spinal Cord Surgery last night.
God sure doesn't let me feel sorry for myself for long.
Perspective is a mighty thing.
Please pray for Ryan and Sarah and little Naomi. They are a precious family to ours.
(This is the Sarah who I used to speak of who Marissa reminded me of)
I wonder what personal hell they are going through right now and how one survives such awesome circumstances.
I cannot even imagine.
The world is beginning it's final turn I think. Personal rights are being stripped.
HOW scary is the California Homeschooling ruling?????????????????????
Hope ya'll signed that petition. GO DO IT NOW.
Death, disease and sickness is rampant. Pain, abuse and misery abound.
No, I am not depressed. Just reflective and feeling so much lately moment to moment.
I am so thankful that the Lord loves his children...in sickness and in health. It is a comfort to know that no matter what happens to you or to me or to our kids, to our families or to our nation, that


God-is-sovereign.
Shalom brethren

7 comments:

Tiffany said...

Wow--you are full of thought this morning. Take a deep breath and remember He will keep in perfect peace all who trust in Him for He is our eternal Rock! (Isaiah 26:3-4. You are awesome, give yourself a break and rest! A Caramel Macchiato wouldn't hurt!

ann marie said...

Nothing makes less sense to me than the suffering of a child and I will be praying hard for your friends and their daughter.
And I second Tiffany about taking a deep breath. Don't work yourself to the bone! I will be praying for you...and I wish I knew how you were feeling yesterday. You could have just dropped the girls off at the rink and picked them up at 5. I would have watched them and I bet everyone else there would say the same thing! By the way, you did a great job of seeming totally relaxed and calm.
maybe this will help
"I have told you this so that you might have peace in me. In the world you will have trouble, but take courage, I have conquered the world." John 16:33

Julie said...

Thinking of and praying for you. I think eventually you'll get into a good flow with your new responsibilities even though right now it seems overwhelming.

Smith Schoolhouse said...

Steph... what a smack to reality for me!!! I sensed you were heavy hearted yesterday at he skating rink but stupid me didn't ask how YOU were doing! I am so sorry!

Mat 11:28-30 revised
"Come to Me, Stephanie, when you labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your soul. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light."

Smith Schoolhouse said...

I will also pray for this family you mentioned. Do they live in Vero? I cannot imagine their grief.

Cheryl said...

Hey Steph...
"Hear my cry, O God; Attend to my prayer. From the end of the earth I will cry to You, When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I." Psalm 61:1-2.

We were in that chapter last night at church... I was praying for you guys and them.

5Gustos said...

Wow. I love how great of a writer you are even when your thoughts are so "muddled". I bet you spit that all out in 5 min. flat. It takes me a LONG time to type out a short blog post. I guess that's another one of your gifts! (and you thought you didn't have any?) Since this stuff is all old news (I am way behind on blogging), I hope you're feeling much better by now. And sorry you were stressed at the skating. My kids thoroughly enjoyed both of the skate days so far. They are bummed we will miss out on #3 while we're traveling to D.C. Have fun without us!