So, there I was (for those of you who don’t know, the sign that something is about to be a good, listen up story, is ‘so there I was’…) lying in bed on Friday morning somewhere around 1:30 A.M. when I had finally finished my homework and planning for the kid’s event the next night, when I decided to really quickly run through the events that would take place when I woke up in a few hours. These were my thoughts: I will get up at 7:30, hang out with Eli for a few minutes, drink a diet coke, get ready, get Eli ready, swing into Maryland’s for a breakfast sandwich (because the sign out front has been drawing me closer to it every day this week and I haven’t given in… but I know me and operating off of little sleep, a breakfast sandwich will make my morning brighter), will arrive early to Eli’s 1 year picture appointment in Bainbridge with 3 clean, beautiful outfits and his green monkey and we will all be happy to be there (not to mention that pictures will go very well), return to Cairo, drop E off at the sitter, make a mad dash to Tallahassee, shop for VBS and Fabulous Friday supplies, have a nice lunch with my hubby, rush back, have DR. appointment for sinus infection, set up for FF, have super awesome FF, go home, get some sleep… end thoughts!!
I love the quote by Robert Burns, “the best laid plans of mice and men often go astray”… because mine so often do! Here is what my day actually looked like:
7:30 trying to become human (I’m not a morning person)
7:45 in my quest to become human, I grab a Diet Coke… I proceed to drink it while watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse with Eli. Eli decides that my drink looks much better than his so he proceeds to hit my diet coke… I have a good grasp, tell him “no” and hand him his sippy cup of good, healthy water. (yay for a good mommy moment!) A few minutes later, he decides he will try again and hits my diet coke, I repeat my previous actions and all is well in Who-Ville. However, a few minutes later, E tries yet again and I don’t have such a good grasp this time… Diet Coke goes flying… all over me, Eli, the red suede couch, the floor, his books…. I say (firmly) "Eli" and try to keep the can from doing any more harm and then, a scream that I have never heard come from my child, fills the room! (boo for a not so good mommy moment!) He was hysterical, I wasn’t happy, we weren’t jiving… I felt horrible because I couldn’t calm him… this isn’t a pretty scene!
Did I mention that it’s 8:20 and I’m not even close to ready to go? I have finally stopped the screaming and tears but now, my beautiful boy doesn’t want to let me go… he’s attached. Every time I put him down, he screams… It’s 8:50, I am throwing clothes on frantically while E cries and screams from his playpen… I have no makeup on… BTW
It’s 9:10 we’re in the car on the way to Bainbridge, no makeup, no breakfast, no significant amount of caffeine, 1 outfit to wear in pictures, and a baby with puffy eyes from crying… YAY!!!
Pictures go well; I think this horrible morning is turning around. I drop E off at daycare and I’m still not great but I’m optimistic. I swing by the DR office and say that I won’t be able to make my appointment today because I’m running behind… they say, the DR has had a cancellation and is free right now! I’m thinking great… my day has turned around this is awesome! “Okay, great” I say. 1.5 hours later, I leave the office, never saw my doctor, I saw a doctor but mine, who was free, had 3 patients ahead of me…
I drive (quickly) to Tally… meet the hubby for lunch… let’s just say that our time together wasn’t awesome… (We’ve all been there, right?!)
I go to Michael’s to buy VBS supplies… I’m really cramped for time but I park and call hubby to chat for a second and while I’m on the phone, an 84 year old man rear-ends me in the parking lot. YAY! (I do want to say that I was extremely nice to the gentleman even though I was in an incredibly bad mood… I went over Galatians 5:23 in my head…) 45 minutes later when the nice police officer comes and we finish all the paperwork, I head into Michaels. They of course don’t have what I need but I don’t have time to worry about that… onto Wal-Mart.
During my 30 minute drive to Wal-Mart, I call my closest female friend and share the events of my day… this is when my day began to turn around. I realize that all of these other events are being magnified because of my horrible start with E (who I care more about than anything in this world) and I won’t feel any better until I’m holding him. I then decide to take time that I don’t have and go pick him up, (the logistics of how I will set up for the children’s event don’t matter at this point) when I opened the door to the daycare, E saw me, and started jumping up and down in his crib!! My day was instantly better!!! All the rushing, the dent in my car, the diet coke everywhere, the wait at the office… it all didn’t matter anymore… at that moment it was all about what is important.
The point to this really long account of my day? It could have been avoided!! Don’t get me wrong, there are days that are bad and there is nothing you can do about it but not this one. I could have been more prepared, laid out all the outfits ahead of time, gotten up earlier and gotten ready, and started off on the right foot with Eli; but most importantly, I could have and should have gotten up and met with someone of ultimate importance… I should have humbled myself and asked for guidance, wisdom, and peace from God. I should have given Him my day, my to do list, Eli, Tommy, and all of me before the day ever started. Why do we find this so hard to do? That is my goal this week… to meet with Him before I even meet with me!!... let Him lead. That’s what I intend to do with my “day”!
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