I am woman hear me roar...

Today has been hard. Up at 6 try and have my time with Jesus before everyone wakes up. 6:10am girls come out hungry and the day is rolling. Throw in some laundry, make the oatmeal, brush teeth (mine too), nurse River, unload dishwasher, load all three in the car, teach workout, drop off stuff at Goodwill, go to Library, nurse at library, load everyone back in the car with a bag of 40 books, Change a poopy diaper, read alot of Clifford and Bearenstein Bears, draw tooth fairies with the girls, make chicken noodle soup for Clairsy's runny nose, and biscuits with River in the front carrier and the girls playing outside, try to show Andy that he's still my #1, call a friend who just had a baby and promise to bring pizza, dinner is interrupted by a very hungry baby, pray for patience over, and over, and over again, for God to help me with kind responses, to enjoy, not survive, the day, and that serving isn't usually comfortable and easy.

I just watched a birth and I would do it all again. God designed me for this and that feels so good.

He knew I could handle it, so I press on with joy.

This is for all the moms, God designed us for this.

This is for all the husbands, let your wife sleep in, she's tired (=. You are extremely special too, and she doesn't know how she would make it without your support, love and nightly back rubs. Nightly back rubs lead to happy wives which leads to... Hey, hey, hey, this is a family-friendly blog, it leads to good conversations.