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Wrong side of the bed

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I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I was so tired that I slept through my exercise class and was mad at myself when I did get up. Then all I could think about was how exhausted I am all the time. The house, work, Ben, Andy…something always needs me. I felt like the energizer bunny, just going and going and going. I’m always “on” and can never just “be.” Always planning, making lists, figuring out how long we can be out before Ben needs to eat, sleep or get changed. Will he get cranky and start screaming in the middle of the store? You can’t just abandon your cart and call it quits…you worked too hard to get him napped, fed, diapered, snow suited up and strapped in to not actually finish the shopping task.

Me, me, me…you get the idea.

Then I stopped, asked God to help change my perspective. And it started pouring in how blessed I am. With a house in a nice neighborhood, little bit of land to enjoy, Andy who loves me and works hard for us, my job and that I can contribute a little bit to our student loans, Ben the super cute awesome baby who’s definitely added another dimension to life.

So suck it up buttercup, you’ve got it good :)

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