You just had to be pregnant with me!!!

   Mornings are not the highlight of my day.  Apparently I have passed that on to my last born.  I think my blood pressure has come down from the stroke level to the typical "I'm the mom of 4 strong willed children" level it always is.  It is a busy week for me.  I have my regular 18 hour week for my wonderful outside the home job, plus all of my duties at home.  It is tax time and i typically do Jason's uncle's taxes, my in laws and our own taxes every year.  This year I am a little late.  Typically all of us get returns so we are anxious to get it done get the money and then pay bills.  Well I don't know what our relatives do with theirs but we pay bills.  Always.   I have also volunteered to do wedding flowers for friends who are getting married.  I love to have an outlet for my creativity and I found out that flower arranging and bouquet tying were one of my passions.  Two years ago I did the flowers for my sister's wedding.   Bouquets, boutonnieres, corsages, cake top, church flowers, pew flowers, pew markers,  I loved it!   So I jumped at the opportunity to put something beautiful together for their wedding.   It is Saturday.   I took the day off tomorrow and I will be in floral bliss.  The only thing that could be just as wonderful as receiving flowers is to be able to give them to someone else.  Tomorrow can't come soon enough.   So it is a busy week  and the laundry has been piling up.   Paige was out of underwear.  Which is a problem but after having two boys, I am happy that she changes it and she does run out.  So this morning I got up around 6:00 and turned the washer on and then when that was done put the dryer on.  I did this early because I didn't want the washer to affect any one's showers.  Typically it is not easy getting the older kids out of bed.   They usually get up the last minute possible to hop into the shower which usually entails a shouting match, locking each other out of  the bathroom, long hot showers just to make the other one mad, late and have no  hot water.   But teenagers are not always predictable but apparently they are always right.  Our oldest daughter, bless her heart got up on her own without bribery and hopped into the shower around 6:30.   Paige was up and moving and coming down for breakfast.   She was convinced by her Daddy to come down and eat her breakfast in her Jammie's while her underwear dried.   We were feeling that it was a good morning because no one was fighting, no doors slamming, everyone could find clean socks, we hadn't heard "I'm not eating that!"  that we normally here.   I chalk that up to the fact that Daddy stopped at the store on the way home and got a box of froot loops.   AKA "sugar rings"   Normally I would have a fit , well not a fit but "I can't believe you bought that for them to eat" conversation because this week there were bigger fish to fry.  The frootloops were saving the morning.  Come downstairs!  Daddy got you froot loops!   After breakfast the dryer was off and I went to get the underwear out the dryer and opened the door to find wet clothes.  The older daughter who had decided to get up early and have her shower thought that the dryer being on was causing her shower water to go cold.  So she hopped out and turned the dryer off and got back in and apparently all was well.   This happened all behind a locked bathroom door.   I dont' know about your teenager but our teenager, one in particular knows it all.   If the almost 2000 dollars we just spent to fix our plumbing caused the dryer to affect the water pressure and the temperature in our shower then I think we need to have him come back and he is a genius!   So... Paige still had no panties and the bus was coming in 10 min.  There was no way underwear was going to dry in 10 min when it was sopping wet even with a blow dryer.  I say that with some experience under my belt.  So Paige was going to miss the bus and daddy was going to have to drive her.    I always loved it when my parents drove me to school and I didn't have to sit crammed into those seats with other kids yelling and smelling like what they just ate.  Not Paige.  To miss the bus is as if you have taken away her last joy in life.   I think some kids can get upset get over it and move on.  Not our youngest.  Not in the morning.   Unfortunately she did not get that from her Dad.  Daddy is always calm cool and collected in the mornings..Not me.   I am not allowed to get the kids  up in the morning anymore.  He does it.   I make the lunches and get the breakfast smile at the kids and make sure they keep moving.   Daddy does all the talking.  They don't even ask me questions anymore before school.  They just ask Dad.  Good thing he doesn't travel much or we would be up the creek.  Well Paige flew into a rage like no other and for 25 minutes I thought that she might implode.  It probably didn't help that we ate our supper at 8 and she didn't get to sleep until 9....Kids say the craziest things when they are upset... I am moving out,  I hate you, You make me so mad....I hate my clothes.... You are ugly....I hate my life....I am going to live with Grammy.....You make yucky suppers...I will never love you again...    All over underwear and getting a drive with Daddy to school.   Then she came out with "you just had to be pregnant with me"  This is a new one and cut me like a knife.  Hurt my heart.   She does not know the angst I felt when I found out I was pregnant with her.  The joy I finally felt when the reality set in.   The months I spent hanging over a toilet trying to keep food down.  The scary moments of thinking she might be pre-term.   The insulin I had to inject twice daily to make sure she and I were healthy when she was born.  The fear when we found out she was blind and that she needed surgery.  Nope she was thinking of panties and I was the momma who couldn't provide her with what she needed at that moment.  So she freaked.  How often do we freak when we don't get what we expect we should have, when we think we should get it?  I think I probably have a few inner hissy fits about the moment at hand and forget about the big picture and what blessings I have that have been provided by my heavenly father. It made me think of the pain it causes him.   Paige finally ran out of steam said she was sorry and asked to go to bed earlier tonight.  "of course I forgive you honey, but you wasted so much time freaking out".  "I know Mom, I'm crazy"   I know darlin, just like your mom. 

Oh! Teach us to live well! Teach us to live wisely and well! Come back, God—how long do we have to wait?— and treat your servants with kindness for a change. Surprise us with love at daybreak; then we'll skip and dance all the day long. Make up for the bad times with some good times; we've seen enough evil to last a lifetime. Let your servants see what you're best at— the ways you rule and bless your children. And let the loveliness of our Lord, our God, rest on us, confirming the work that we do. Oh, yes. Affirm the work that we do!

Psalm 90:12