Ugh...
Right now, I am sitting in my PJ's ALONE listening to CoffeeHouse radio and LOVING the almost-silence around me. Kevin is at a neighbor friend's house tonight and I "volunteered" to stay home with the kids instead of getting a sitter.
I know there are lots of people out there that hate to be alone. But, I really enjoy my time alone. Kevin is the same way...which is good because neither of us gets bummed when the other needs some time. It's funny, because my mother-in-law has a condo in Florida on the beach that is such a great place to visit, but she doesn't want to go unless there is someone to go with her. I have such a hard time understanding this! But it just goes to show that everyone is different.
Especially with another child on the way, I feel like I am so far from a time in the future where I can just (for example) go to the beach alone for the weekend and stare at the water and walk on the ocean-edge and have a glass of wine at sunset, and just be quiet. If that time ever became available, I would want to use that time to get away with Kevin for the weekend, but it is a very enticing thing to think about being alone for a whole weekend...no diapers to change, no plates to cut-up, no 5 yr. old arguments to referee, no carpooling, no baby alarm clock----can I get an AMEN???
OK, so I am venting a little bit, but it feels good to get it out.
So, tonight, I had planned on having the kiddos bathed and in bed by 7:30 (since they can't tell time yet) and I have rented Twilight to watch on DVD since I recently finished reading the series. I also have a pint of Ben & Jerry's in the freezer with my name written all over it. But, it's funny how God has other plans. My impatience with my girls was wearing me pretty thin and it took a lot of willpower at 7:45 not to say, "no story tonight, girls, Mommy's really tired." But my plans backfired in a really good way. I asked the girls what they wanted to read and they said they wanted to read the Bible. (Thank you, God, for such precious little ones) We are reading through the greatest children's Bible called The Jesus Storybook Bible (amazon.com). I think I may like it better than my "grown-up" Bible.
So, we crawled under the covers on Mia's bottom bunk and opened the Bible to where we had left off. We normally read 1 or 2 stories, but tonight, we picked up where Jesus and his disciples were having the Last Supper and we just kept reading all the way through the resurrection. It was so beautifully written that I was choking back tears through Christ's crucifixion and my girls were spell-bound.
My annoyed and impatient heart began to soften and I just felt so much love for my children (diapers, cut-up food, arguments, carpools, early mornings and all) as I read to them about God's love for His children.
Awesome.
Like I said, God knew what this tired Mama needed tonight...besides my chick-flick and ice cream.
